The A of an Aurora

A cascade of darkness

With revolting winds

The collision of trees

A swirling funnel of dust

Horrifying the scene.

A vacated path

With apprehension in the mind

The cloudy eyes

Scuffling to look through

Symbolising a grave night.

Shivering hands and feet

And twichiness wrapped senses

Lips lacking annotation

The willies ceasing motion.

With everything horrendous behind

A shooting star appeared from nothing

With incandescence of hope

For hope is a sunflick in a gloomy day

Hope is the scintillation of our soul

The twilight that calms the revolting heart

The spring of a new era

The alpha of an aurora...