Magic

I found this picture through Tumblr and a wild muse appeared. I don't know who took this picture; if anyone does, please tell me so that I can give proper credit.

The hall was filled,

with nothing but reflections;

A temple built of mirrors,

breaking all light.

Windows of water,

flooding with color,

what once was white marble;

brightened at sight.

The glass reached up taller than

perception could confirm,

forming arches beyond earth,

awe induced by fear- and

if there was a place to find it,

if there was a way to hide it:

Magic could live nowhere else

but here.

Reviews

[Shattered Dreams]

Lovey imagery! You really have painted a picture in my mind that will stay! You don't need the picture at the end, you've already given it with your words. Well done!

[patricia]

Amazing picture, and memorable poem. You captured this so well. Thanks.

[Richard Layne]

Nicely done. your words build up like the mirrored temple itself with the topper of the short ending line. You do magic justice.

[Ami N.]

Wow. So vivid :) I loved this... makes the place seem so magical. Lovely write!

[HChase]

I love noticing magic in everyday happenings. Nice one!

[Mary C]

excellent write

[Maddie:]]

beautiful picture and beautiful words based off of it! excellent job, your writing flowed very nicely and your descriptions were vivid. last line especially was a nice touch. :]

[Etoiles]

Wow, truly beautiful.
Great write and amazing picture, you captured it so magnificently.

[~ Stefanie ~]

I loved this poem! And that picture is stunning! I really enjoyed reading this. Thank you for sharing!

[Convalesce]

Wow. I absolutely LOVE this poem. Subscribed. This was awesome.