Life is a blank canvas that is given to us all. We decide what to do with it, we can paint it the way that we see fit, dark clouds or sunshine. Life is tough never easy, if it was easy what would have been the point of living then? We must live our lives to the fullest, love with both our heart and soul. By being an honest person also makes you a very respected one... Aurora Amongst this weeping of the skies, angels whom are crying tears upon, this new born icy winter wonderland, where footsteps go lost by the wind. Dark and weary night skies, oh so cold, where no star light shines through, hot and cold meet up to form, a pathway for the angels to start. The skies light up in a ballet of light, dancing across the dark night sky. Giving colour to an endless black, angels dance and paint the heavens. The heavenly show has just begun, for swaying and twirling around, the twisting of the rays of light, colour takes over the dark skies. Creatures alike stand and watch, this mile long flight of angels, flying and singing songs of love, showing of their magnificence. Soft wings so true to fly away, to return once more for a last, one final show and dance of light, the angels begin their flight tonight. The journey of the angels lead, no footsteps to be lost in snow, they fly and colour follows after, giving the show of northern lights.