Wondrous Lights

Wondrous Lights

I wandered outside on the porch tonight,
Stumbling and shuffling around on the deck.
I wanted to see the Aurora’s light,
So grabbing a railing, I craned my neck.
I could see no Northern Lights in the sky;
Perhaps they were hidden by village lights.
My vision took wing as my gaze flew high,
And I gasped at the wonders of the heights.
The stars were diamond-bright holes in the black;
The Milky Way spilled across the vast vault --
Numbers so legion my eyes could not track,
Arrogance with’ring before the assault.
I trembled once as my spirit took flight,
Drawn to the brilliance of the fierce starlight.

Mick McKellar
April 2015

When the skies clear at night, I simply must gaze up at the wondrous lights.

Mick