Friday, July 31, 2015

Unfolding Magic

Magic is unfolding,
In the wandering of ways,
Following the spirit wind,
From the breath of God.

Perhaps aimless in appearance,
Like the fluttering butterfly,
Yet a straight and narrow path,
Kissing every flower.

Chemistry in spirit,
Follows faithful motion,
As souls are lit in the touch,
Like stars burning from God’s flame.

And so you touch my hand,
As my words touch your heart,
And the wordless meaning of life,
Strikes us crystal clear.

And so the song continues,
Heard loudest in the silence,
With no beginning and no end,
Bringing angels tears of joy.

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