see the magic . . . be the magic

[Bill]

 

see the magic . . . be the magic

i live in this perfect world
of which my “I” is in charge
i am but a child of wonder
where all this appears large

i am awed by the simplicity
of the most complex of things
and illusions are my teachers
for which creation sings

i lift the curtain to my Oz
there’s no magic that i see
all without is ordered
by the Magic within me

all i am is adventurous
along my Rainbow Road
the Lion, the Scarecrow, the Tin Man
are a part of my abode

oh, and let us not forget ToTo
or was it To , To that i heard
from whence i came to where i go
is founded in the word

and ‘tis i who must speak it
by my actions and my deed
life is but a garden
so let me plant some seed

be fruitful and multiply
was the 2nd command
let us go enjoy sweetness
spawned from holy land

my thoughts are full of colors
and life is my Sacred Dream
there’s a song i always sing
that i may be redeemed

that i again may know thy self
thy self the same as you
what connects us to the one
is the love in me and you

see the magic . . . be the magic

(c) 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.