Moon Magic ~ The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 547 ~ #Poetry

Moon Magic

Unconsciously tracing a star
Across the dark void
I touch the moon with my fingertips
Magic lodged there
I felt like a cook
That had found a lost recipe, strong invincible
Parallel lines took me over the moon
Into some remote part of the universe
Uncharted by man
I could breathe, create my own world
Magic spread from my fingertips across the land
I felt like God, declared it good
My heart pounding, reminding me
That this would never be my home
Now, to find out if magic could bring me back
What could I do there,
With this strange tingling in my fingertips?


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