Magic is all around
cannot ye see?
The sparkles shimmering
around thou and ye?
The trumphets blowing
like a summer wind,
but carefully caressing
the waves they send.

Cannot ye see
the magic in the air?
'tis all around us
like a world-class fair.
Where cannot ye see
that the wind around us glows?
People staring curiously
and yet ye doesnot know!

-- 13 November --

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