Magic is the food of life, my life
without the thought of it
I could not breathe
The world would turn to black and white
Stars would leave the night sky
The moon would fail to rise
Stories could not be told
No giants, no Gods of old
Their magic lost.
Poseidon without his trident
Zeus without his lightning bolt
Merlin without Arthur, no Camelot
With no inspiration from the Universe
How would we live?
I need the messages sent
That odd coincidence, a cosmic joke or two.
It is the spice of life that opens new doors…