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the Aurora roared
above us and
in sweeping,
arcing curves
mimicked the path of the luge.
made us stop
and look up
at the beams of light
above us,
and growing ever higher.
they were stands of cat-tail in a sky river,
skyscrapers glowing down a winding sky street,
a sky-greeting from a dear friend
to all of us friends below.
with our earth problems.
and our earth differences,
recently returned,
then erased,
now somewhere inbetween
because we need something
to remind us.
like the Northern Lights
or
her words
when she said
we really can just be happy
we are together.
(2012)
