Perched a top yonder hill watching,
a competition between siblings.

One putting his night to rest,
the other bringing her day to play.

A sermon before us, holding all fast,
cold wind piercing through our skin.

We will not venture from our pews,
until every award is broadcast.

Your elongated face, ringed by dogs, colors like that
of rainbows, garnishing the dark sky, with your grandeur.

Setting in the west for your days rest, a look of awe
at the exhibition, as your sister awakes.

Her morning light greeting the east sky with a kaleidoscope
of colors like you have never seen.

Colored streaks magnificent, seeming alive, dancing,
prancing, sparkling as northern lights.

Him fading away under the horizon, never seeing her full
display, as she peeks over the opposite rise.

She, bringing light to prominence, at a quickening pace,
unable to see him leave.

Dazzling all, sitting in our mother's cathedral,
everyone's mouth agape.