The sky is so dark and vast. This is contrasted by a blanket of winter’s diamonds, scattered all over.
It is cold and crisp, but I don’t even notice. I am swaddled by the snow, as I lie down to look upwards.
Hues of pink and green like water colour strokes. Ever changing, a constant ebb and flow. Mother Nature’s heartbeat, so gentle and caressing, a sign that she is present in this moment.
I hear the lights as they dance across the sky. Soft, gentle fingers on a piano. Calming icicle chimes. Keeping beat to the rhythm.
The lights are vibrant, reaching upward like a strong fire. Fading as the wind takes it’s breath away. Twisting and swirling as it comes back to life.
I am so still. So small, dwarfed by the majestic dancing of the northern lights.