Aurora Borealis

By MEnno

This ship will sail, and it will carry me :
a stowaway, I'm planning to go far.
I want to see these flames. All things you are
will not remain but sill I have to see.

This light has gone up north to hide, but we
are sure it does exists, and that's a start.
The ship will now return. Here we must part.
I brought a tent and food. Just let me be.

A dessert filled with ice. He wants to know
this shouting man, while the horizon burns
if miracles might happen in this light.

This quiet place, and nowhere else to go
just God and me, until the ship returns :
these lovely colours in a polar night.