"From magic we come,
to magick we go" -Frank O'Connor

All things mus bear that hidden spark
that bit of light
that drop of dark
all things exist within that web
that drink of song
that gift of silence
from whence we come
there must we go
like moonlight dancing
bright and clear upon untouched snow
Magic brings the heart to beat
Magic calls the spirit off to dance
Magic binds a sweet romance.
Tis the wind we drink
and the cup drunk from
tis the music that draws us
and the form we slip from
tis the key that releases
the truth from the lie
tis the kiss of sweet paradise
when the soul learns again how to fly

12/12/2001

Posted on 12/12/2001
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