Magic

Walk down to the shore
the lake will talk with you.
It will soothe and heal.

Magic is all around
in the trees and water
in the wind and sun.

I wanted to commune all day
Duty called, I had to leave.
Now I must listen more carefully.

Not now young, but not worn out.
When I hear the birds I know.
Still I wonder what they say.

Our bodies become what we are.
We are beautiful. Through the open window
the breeze casts its spell.

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