The Southern Lights in Antarctica
Ethereal flashes of brilliance
Oscillated across the panoramic view,
Ripples of emerald and vermillion
Amid splashes of electric blue…
The dull glow of a pearlescent moon
Rising in a sky where light withdrew
The obsidian, forbidding dreamscape
Stretched outwardly to near infinity;
Bleak, hostile, shadows without shape
A Dali-esque outlandish unreality;
An ebony prison providing no escape
To a dire soul searching for sanity
The vista conjures up an unlit cavern
Save for the glowworms in the sky…
A barren frozen wasteland under heaven!
So vast, none can hear the echoes’ reply;
And no one knows if it’s dawn or even…
Yet I’m here! Can anyone tell me why?
In this nether world, I’m trapped alone…
Without a blindfold; but it matters not
For I see no one, even as the moon shone
The dancing lights flicker, but for what?
I stood still, with all the fears I own
Hoping it’d end; a lump in my throat!
Lo! From the far hills, jagged and stark
A unicorn, galloping as swift as a typhoon
His white coat radiant in the dark
More brilliant than the opalescent moon;
A shooting star! His mane an electric arc
Irradiating, illuming the icy lagoon!
The hornèd steed
Symbol for posterity
Harbinger of success
Omen of purity,
Fortune and happiness
Bane of evildoers;
So to him I acquiesce!
It felt as if I have endured an eternity
But I finally realize I am in a dream
and this is but a nano-second of reality!
This will end soon; thus I’ll see a sunbeam…
From this slumber, eventually I’ll awake
For I see a unicorn, the wind can’t overtake!
© Vic A Evora