Magick

In a world so full of ordinary things,

Where predictability reigns supreme,

There's a force that can make hearts sing

And turn our reality into a dream.

It's the language of nature, the unseen force,

The power of the universe at play,

And in it's grasp, we are all the source,

Of a magick that transcends the day.

It's the spark that ignites the fire within,

The hope that holds us strong,

The very essence of all that's been,

And all that's yet to come along.

It's a spontaneous burst of color and light,

That defines the limits of time and space,

And though it may fade into the night,

It leaves behind a lingering embrace.

Let us celebrate this gift we've been given,

This wonderful, mystical, miraculous thing,

For magick lives within us, and in the living

And it's the essence of all that we are and could.