The Aurora Borealis is a thing of glory and wonder. How do I even find the words for this? A fine veil sleeting across the sky, rippling and dancing in this intense natural light show. I was so struck by how much beauty there is in the universe, I stood and laughed in pure joy. It's like a mist of phosphorescent water, a sheet of the finest spray from a waterfall, ebbing and flowing. It's beautiful beyond my ability to articulate. I can see why people used to believe they were glimpsing heaven.
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