Poetry

Magical Being

“Do you believe in magic?
I learned long ago
that it flows through my veins.”

Do you believe in magic? I learned long ago that it flows through my veins. There must be some, right? Surviving hell takes a lot of luck and determination. Creating life is a miracle. Just like destroying it is a tragedy. Like the stars and the universe, burning bright and infinite, always reshaping into something new. If that’s not magic, I don’t know what is.

© Sarah Doughty
2017

Magic is inherently beautiful.
And I see it every day.

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