The Na/GloPoWriMo challenge on day 8 is to write a poem based in some way on magic.  I will catch up with these poems eventually.  If anyone is following along, I apologize for the lack of timeliness.

The Magic of Words
by Michael Romani

There is something fairly sad, even tragic
In that some question the truth of magic
Our age of skepticism may have been earned
In all of humanity's lessons ill learned
But there is a level of spiritual deprivation
That we value logic over heart and imagination

We look at art and listen to music daily
Things that interest me but rarely pay me
As we experience these sorts of things
We have each felt the feelings these bring
And still question these points of light
Despite their vindication in our loving nights

Words pour out from every earnest soul
Sometimes flowing too much even out of control
As emotions churn and memories linger and burn
Which is which and what is what we try to discern
As we live these moments of magic going by
We often find two corresponding hearts reply

In this we find perhaps the answer to this all
An internal truth we must reach for and recall
There is more magic in this world than we know
We only have to be willing to go with the flow
We find the most powerful magic to be found
Is the one so many of us chase around and around

The most powerful magic we must learn to see
Is the attraction between two hearts in verity
Three little words that make or break our hearts
Giving power to our dreams from their very start
These three little words add up to action to do
And are found expressed simply, deeply as I love you

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