Were the Northern Lights ever there in the great beyond?

I didn’t see them in the same way that I never heard you say

I love you, the emotional call of the union and bond,

the words that once lovers might say.

I saw Niagara Falls glisten in the fading light

and took solace in the embrace of its roar as it ravaged with thunder

in the darkness, yet I never saw you look more radiant or a captivating sight

on the evening you left me in the rain and cut me out from under.