The magic has gone,
The shine has been dulled;
All’s not the same
Now life’s ardour has stilled.
Where once each day sparkled
With glamour and promise,
Now the vision is smeared,
A glazed image of bliss.
Yet there are so many gifts
Without which I’d perish.
Good friends and the memories
Of times which I’ve relished.
I’ll relinquish sad thoughts,
I’m still in fine fettle.
A rose is a rose
When it’s lost all its petals.
When the world feels dark bring a Torch
Let the Torch be brightly lit
Let it illuminate the darkest corners of Earth
May Earth play its part and forever spin
For a spinning Wheel gathers no more Covid
And Covid will be killed by the Needle
And through the eye of that very Needle
Will Nature work her magic
And bring us all a Spring to recall
Life renewed in Hope
For ‘Hope is the thing with Feathers
… Which never stops at all.‘
VERSE – WHB: Dec.2018 . . . [ With acknowledgement to Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) ]
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Yes, I danced with the devil in my dream,
And I dallied with my demons as I slept;
Or was it you, my tender love,
Was it thoughts of you and me,
That salted all my tears as I wept?
For the bitterness, the gall which I have felt,
Brought me memories of life before I cried,
Turned my sourness to sorrow,
Lulled my aches until tomorrow,
Lent me strength to face the future mollified.
Now, since I awoke, I’ve known an emptiness,
A sense of having missed that magic time,
When love was oh so sweet,
Our happiness was complete,
And that good night was always quite sublime.
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Magic is the catalyst for change
It stirs the open mind
Bringing meaning to Mystery
Blessings to Belief
And when the cauldron of mist is stirred
Then both the Gloom
And the Glitter are captured
Restrained
Resuscitated
Then allowed to flourish
To become hope for the future
Of the world’s Sorcery
The creation of a new reality
The super and the supra-natural essence
Of what has been
The foundation of what will yet be
Channeling the birthright of an abiding
And more fulfilling Necromancy.
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