Who said magic wasn’t real?
The sight of the miraculous makes us feel;
But only children still have the fantasy to steal.
The magic moments that still hold their appeal.
They believe,
Every single one of them, without exception;
Nothing can steal away their innocent perception.
They believe,
Does anyone dare to say they are wrong?
Does anyone dare to destroy the melody in their song?
They believe,
Their hearts are full to brimming with innocent desire;
They still think they can hear echoes of the heavenly choir.
They believe,
Their intuitions still tell them what is false and what is true ;
They still remember the heaven they once lived in and knew.
The magic will soon enough fade away.
There is no need to convince them it will not stay.
In fact, it is better to let them play around,
And enjoy life’s magic before it runs aground.
"...runs aground." Or, encourage more of our youth to seek out vocations or avocations that involve artistic creation. No, they won't find there's much money in "true" art, but what they will find, I can attest to at 79, there are more years than imaginable of rewards, outside the monetary, that will more than make up for downward glances of the less-inclined at cocktail parties when a chit chat might reveal one has not abandoned their magical and innate ability to imagine and create with wonder...yes...just like in childhood. The epiphanies that await are what keeps minds and hearts healthy in the septuagenarian years of reflection. That is, while we wait to claim our place in the octogenarian club followed by the centenarian weigh station.
True sentiments . . . The young should always believe in magic . . . It is that innocence which frees them from the daily strife which goes on around them.
In the Whirlwind is a poetic storm that frees history from the cages of corruption and puts it in the hands of everyday people. Words are weaved into a new fashion statement that has nothing to do with runways but everything to do with projects!
if only we could keep the magic alive .... nothing more sad than jaded first graders who have already lost the magic to believe in the unbelievable