Lapland has it’s ups and downs,
as static as it might seem.
Friendly people and bitter cold,
a lonely taiga with polar wildlife, plenty of fish to eat,
also the sun sometimes shines through midnight.
You take the bad with the good,
because even the blackest night,
filled with every far-away,
can erupt with sudden energy.
Swirls of shimmering turquoise,
undulating orange ribbons,
crashing waves of purple,
meet swinging arcs of neon green,
all before disappearing,
like steam blown away from a cup of tea.
Ribbons of light,
while pristine snow,
about your feet,
like white space on a canvas.
You take the good with the bad here,
just so long as you can witness all of it.