Something strange in the sky tonight is sparkling with
spiralling through the heavens in a shower of bright crystal,
scattering scintillae eternally across the void
like the many-coloured jewels from a crown of light
coruscating in the darkness of mindless time,
bringing joy to the eyes of the few who watch.
Incandescent arrows through the ether
make the welkin ring with melody
clear, wild harmonies of delight
Catch them 'fore they fade away,
spinning ever onward,
leaving sharp yearning.