Magic

The source of magic is within all things, within us, in the air, the water, the ground, the sky, life is magic, we are magic. Magic is also ability, possibility, probability. It is the wonder, the question, the spark of all... look within and find it there in your heart... style: celtic greek jazz ambient poem/lyrics: Magic... Possibilities... Infinities abound, Possibilities surround... The source of all things, The spark of life... The spirit, The essence, The seed of all things... The hope of the heart, This is where it starts... Magic is the flow, The essence, The energy, Within all things, It is the essence of all... Magic is the wonder, Magic is the key, Magic is the wisdom I seek... Feel the air, Flow through your hair, Feel it flow, All around you... Beheld in the water, Visions of near, far, Of yesteryear, Of the promise of the morrow... Magic makes life, Not so narrow... Touch the Earth, Feel its rhythm, Feel the thrum of life, Up from the depths, All around, Life abounds... Life is the essence, Life is the magic, We draw from... By Moon, And by sun, By star, By wing, By land, And by sea, Magic is the web of life, Magic is that thing, We call upon... The web and, The wheel, Simply but feel, Your part in life's web... The infinite possibility, The grand probability, The endless infinities... Call upon the day, Call upon the night, Live naught in fright, For magic is done this way... The ebb and flow, Of time, Of seasons, Of essence, Of energy, With will, With mind, With heart's design, Live, laugh, play, For magic is done this way... For time is but a window, And life has many doors, Deep within the heart, There lies the magic... There lies the key... So may it ever be...