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Aurora's Gift
- Aurora's Gift -
Dedicated to Aurora Aksnes
I hear thy soft words and feel the unearthly beauty,
Bestowed upon we lucky enough to so understand...
The things you sing, in verses from the heavens sent!
Thy message is eternal, thy beauty is incorruptible.
When on high we beings of light knew our dignity,
Thou were surely, of the very same celestial band...
Angelic in thy aspects, and thus is my compliment!
Dost thou remember, I wonder, the heavens noble?
There is power in thy voice, to move divine hearts,
And mortal ones as well, unto such sublime elation...
Few sounds can convey so much with such artistry.
Sweet songbird of the north, so art thou enchanting!
I cannot convey simply, all that thy music imparts,
And how it reaches me far across lands and nations...
As if sent from the heavens upon wings of divinity.
How it stirs my spirit, like a goddess commanding!
So dark is this world at times, and in such turmoil,
That thy light shines the brighter for the darkness...
Illuminating paths undreamed of by lesser minds!
Sweetest Aurora, thy artistry is a gift most grand.
Thou art, in mine eyes, like a princess most royal,
Parting the gathering clouds, easing our distress...
Reminding me of such glory that it nearly blinds!
And yet soothing it is, like cool waves upon sand.
Sing on, beloved songbird, bringing the radiance,
Which can heal the wounds that bring such tears...
As even the mother earth weeps, in her slumbers!
The magic within thee is powerful and perfected.
How elated is my spirit when I behold thy dance,
And for a time am able to cast aside all my fears...
Freed from all memories of pain that encumbers!
Surely, by the noble gods was thy light selected.
Within thy face, I see the memory of a paradise,
And I remember simpler times and thus I smile...
Sweet Aurora, seeing the beauty within thy soul!
Thy brilliant wings carry me with loving strength.
I know not where, only that it is always so nice,
A world just for us, filled with peace, and style...
So powerful is thy gift, to comfort, and console!
This poem is my gift to thee in all its' fair length.
Dedicated to Aurora Aksnes
I hear thy soft words and feel the unearthly beauty,
Bestowed upon we lucky enough to so understand...
The things you sing, in verses from the heavens sent!
Thy message is eternal, thy beauty is incorruptible.
When on high we beings of light knew our dignity,
Thou were surely, of the very same celestial band...
Angelic in thy aspects, and thus is my compliment!
Dost thou remember, I wonder, the heavens noble?
There is power in thy voice, to move divine hearts,
And mortal ones as well, unto such sublime elation...
Few sounds can convey so much with such artistry.
Sweet songbird of the north, so art thou enchanting!
I cannot convey simply, all that thy music imparts,
And how it reaches me far across lands and nations...
As if sent from the heavens upon wings of divinity.
How it stirs my spirit, like a goddess commanding!
So dark is this world at times, and in such turmoil,
That thy light shines the brighter for the darkness...
Illuminating paths undreamed of by lesser minds!
Sweetest Aurora, thy artistry is a gift most grand.
Thou art, in mine eyes, like a princess most royal,
Parting the gathering clouds, easing our distress...
Reminding me of such glory that it nearly blinds!
And yet soothing it is, like cool waves upon sand.
Sing on, beloved songbird, bringing the radiance,
Which can heal the wounds that bring such tears...
As even the mother earth weeps, in her slumbers!
The magic within thee is powerful and perfected.
How elated is my spirit when I behold thy dance,
And for a time am able to cast aside all my fears...
Freed from all memories of pain that encumbers!
Surely, by the noble gods was thy light selected.
Within thy face, I see the memory of a paradise,
And I remember simpler times and thus I smile...
Sweet Aurora, seeing the beauty within thy soul!
Thy brilliant wings carry me with loving strength.
I know not where, only that it is always so nice,
A world just for us, filled with peace, and style...
So powerful is thy gift, to comfort, and console!
This poem is my gift to thee in all its' fair length.
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