Magic

Spells of darkness, spells of light
blend until they both are right
no matter joy or pain fulfilled
hope attained or vision stilled

this movement carries on in time
and life is lived, we seek, we find
answers when the questions fade
can a difference e'er be made...?

Meaning lies beyond the mind
and touches when the eyes are blind
to what the world ought to be
to find the strength of unity

that never, ever chooses sides
Hope is born and feeling glides
upon a level rarely seen
by human eyes, until a dream

produces the reality
of mist, becoming destiny
of mind...

? Michaelette ?

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