|Near Marquette, Michigan, on October 9, 2013|
As night fell, the cosmic light show began. I can attest that it was much better than anything I had ever seen in the heyday of Detroit's Rock Mecca, The Grande Ballroom.
The night sky inspired me to write a poem. That was forty-four years ago, and I haven't seen the Northern Lights or the poem since.
But as luck would have it, I found a wonderful photograph taken recently on October 9th, 2013, by Ryan Stephens that captures a glimpse of how beautiful the heavens were that night so long ago.
Todd and Brad Reed Photography took a photograph of the same event from Ludington, Michigan, in the Lower Peninsula for a different perspective.
|Same event from Ludington, Michigan|
By the way, I found the poem I wrote so many moons ago. I'm awash with good memories of great times with old friends.
encircled by woodwinded
dark moans and whistling howls,
lies a Sanctuary of Stone.
Above noise, above trees,
this towering mound is dwarfed
by a panorma
of star strewn sky
of promenading luminary reflections,
streaking and undulating,
a spectacle of the heavens
stroked with hues of
incarnadine, emerald, and canary.
The only show -
the only sounds around.