MagicA Poem by E.J. WalingIt’s all magic. All we know. All we think we know, all magic. All knowledge, magic. Wand raised, spun and it began. All that happens magic. Scurry around we do. Oblivious! Oblivious of the spell. The spell of creation. The Sorcerer, plans unknowable. Alchemy of creation. Everything spun up from nothingness! Magic of life! Each, magical creatures. Awe. The awe of being. Alive! The magic, a gift, a curse. Everything. © 2019 E.J. Waling |
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Added on May 12, 2019 Last Updated on May 12, 2019 AuthorE.J. WalingNHAboutE.J. Waling is considered by many in the literary community to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived real.. more.. |

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