The Moonbow!

Picture this.

The blackness of the late autumn winter sky in the north or Norway.
A moon that burns so brightly it starts to hurt to look into its perfect circle.
Clouds, one above the other, blanketing the sky, masking the star filled heavens.
Faint northern lights, an electric green, flowing like a jetstream.
The end of a rocky jetty.
A cold wind is blowing over a once glassy harbour.
The moons vibrant reflection is broken, distorted.

Now imagine a rainbow in all its glory, violet through red.
Bend it around the perfect circle, set it against a black sky and blur it with a cloud.
Sit back and watch.
It's magnificent,
It's a moonbow,
It's Gods creation!