Saturday, September 18, 2010

Magic is not part of me. 
It is every molecule, 
holding together by some higher intent. 
Tracking the winding trail 
stars and moonlight exhale potency 
spells, incantations, hidden meanings 
flickering in malleable divinity. 
Living Earth, patiently moving through rotations, 
inhales stardust. 
In darkness, creation recycles. 
Magic is all. 

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