Magic – a poem

Magic

By Addison Lucchi

i: 

From a seed grows a tree,

In our sky shines a sun –

What word, can describe this, but “magic”?

ii: 

Every child that’s born,

Someone new and unique –

Each, in his differences, holds magic.

iii: 

Time moves, always changing,

In patterns of seasons –

Time’s paradox, itself, is magic.

iv: 

Though there is such darkness,

Light always shines brighter –

Light has, over dark, greater magic.

v:

God created the Earth,

Yet He calls us His own –

His love, for His children, is magic.

vi:

For us, so unworthy,

He surrendered His Son –

Salvation, is truly, deep magic.

vii:

With so many wonders,

So much life, hope, and joy –

How can I, not believe, in magic?

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