Magic - 1
The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper - W.B. Yeats
There is magic in the twinkling eyes
Of a small, innocent child who smiles
There is magic in the laugh of delight
In a heart who sees a wonderous birth
There is magic in the light of a word
Focused on kindness instead of being heard
There is magic in the new dawn, the star
The feeling that races through a tender heart
Who knows about giving without expectation
Living without gratification,
Feeling without awakening
A need for recompence
There is magic – in hopes and dreams
In faith and all the little things
In wonders that melt away the sorrow
And remind us all that there is grace for tomorrow
There is magic – in the caress of a smile
Given by someone who blesses a heart
With inspiration, kindness, acceptance
All the love that brings assurance and affection
There is magic – in the soul who knows faith
Whispers a prayer and lingers in grace
Knows God is alive, filling up the inside
Of one who listens to His gentle spirit
There is magic – in psalms and praise
In new life that comes with salvation
In freedom from all those things that bring pain
In feeling alive to the new moment, the new way
The new joy that abides in the one who prays
There is magic – in the sun and rain
In the dewdrop and the gentle rose
In the light of the stardust night
And the miracle of one shooting out of sight
There is magic – in love
That is alive and thriving, striving to give more
Than it receives, with a open heart and sincere spirit
Love that is scented with a blushing aroma of insight
Inspiration and music created from the joy inside
There is magic – from the brilliance of a heart
Who knows that real love comes from God’s thought
Of giving away a breath of life to the one who listens
To the gentle, teasing urging of a feeling of expectation
Love like this is the beginning of true living!
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