Wanting to Believe

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I want to believe in magic.
I want to believe there’s more to the world
than what we can see.
I want to believe angels
stand beside us – guide us.
I want to believe they
whisper words of hope…
whisper words of faith…
whisper words of encouragement…
to those seeking something more.
I want to believe that sunsets,
blooming flowers, turning trees,
whispering winds, and forever love
are gifts granted by a benevolent being.
A patient character who smiles at our antics and
hopes we will discover the truth…
that magic exists beneath the layers of reality.
The one who warns us that our reality will ensnare
and suffocate us if we continue to insist
there’s no room for magic where we are.