Northern lights

Smile into tomorrows eve  
one day split second cant retrieve  
the hand could slip and loose the sparkle  
an infatuation or a common sense debacle  
we could walk on clouds  
silver lined mares gallop silent strides  
with that hope that swings like bridge of rope  
each step we tremble and take hold  
close our eyes and pray hoping never to alight  
to walk the tightrope with love the balance pole  
to topple and to fall or eyes ahead and in control  
a smile posted was it returned  
the R.S.V.P the light behind the dark clouds churn  
expectancy to gamble on double or nothing  
the coins in the air spinning never landing  
the evening mist is romance days ebb tide  
washing too and fro and side by side  
paddle in the shallows  
the Northern lights they may dazzle  
capriciousness to enchant or disappoint
like a kiss unannounced  
a mustard seed is so minute  
yet flavour brims from every shoot  
for tomorrow, today's no substitute  
my mother the borealis of my roots