Northern Lights

I've seen the
Howling color of
Northern Lights invading
Above the tree-spiked
Black hills
That separate my valley
From yours.

I've seen the ribbons--
Not yellow or red, but white
Like sun-filled windows
So high up that
No one
Can get through.

And so I ask:
Is all this beauty
For nothing?

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