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by Shaara
Rated: E · Poetry · Nature · #627957
What is magic?
Written for the Slam Poetry Contest: Topic: magic

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M A G I C



                             Magic is the dust of stars,
                             transformed into life.
                             It is the casement of air
                             inside this sequined ball,
                             within the empty vacuum
                             of a sterile black of naught.

                             Magic is the great orb of sun
                             beyond our ball of life,
                             a sun that bequeaths
                             its light and warmth
                             and breathes them upon
                             an otherwise, lifeless planet.

                             Magic is the water
                             inside that ball of life,
                             water that splashes
                             in shapes of ripples
                             that form perfect circles
                             to reflect the light of sun.

                             Magic is the redwood tree
                             inside this ball of life
                             that towers beyond the clouds,
                             stretching into centuries,
                             swelling wide and strong
                             to gift us with fresh air.

                             Magic is the smell
                             inside this ball of life,
                             the smell of purple hyacinth
                             bulging with sweetness,
                             oozing drops of flavor
                             upon the currents of that air.

                             Magic is the dew of love
                             inside this ball of life,
                             love which matures and
                             blossoms into smiles
                             that spread blessed warmth
                             to everyone they touch.

                             Magic is the happiness
                             inside this ball of life.
                             It is the sound of giggles
                             which persist even when
                             man stops perceiving
                             the beauty all around.

                             Magic is the sight unseen,
                             the knowledge unnoticed,
                             the trick not understood.
                             It is the vision all around us
                             that we fail to look at clearly.
                             It is life unlabeled as wonder.

                             Yet Magic lives inspite of our failure
                             to perceive the countless miracles
                             of water, air, beauty, and warmth
                             inside this delicate, sequined ball,
                             within the empty vacuum
                             of a sterile black of naught.



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