The Presence of Magic
Magic happens when the heart opens to love and bliss
There's magic in that special kiss
There's magic in the fleeting wonders
Present in the sigths that make us ponder
There's magic seen in another's eyes and smile
But this is only so a while
There's magic in the dawn of a new day and in a sunset's glow
The beauty of harmony's flow
There's magic when there's sunshine amidst the rain
The time when there's no pain
There's a magic in those quiet mornings
When all you hear are birds chirping
There's magic in the different seasons of the year
Like the different colors of the rainbow
Magic's presence resonates in nature
Magic is what we conjure
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