For years I wondered where did all the magic on the earth go,
Not pulling a rabbit out of a hat, or making a human disappear,
but walking on water and turning a man to a pillar of salt,
Are we not worthy of this great power?
Has humanity come this far that our powers have shriveled up like a raisin in the sun,
Leaving us forever like a parent walking away from their family,
but through premature enlightenment I found out where it went,
The answer was so obvious I wanted to tell the world,
The magic is in our souls,
Everyone is born of the same make-up,
Blood, bone, veins, and a brain,
but none of us are the same,
Our souls are unique in every way,
from giving us character to our emotional state,
It is a gift given from somewhere above,
returning to the earth where it stays dorment,
Then one day it grows from the earth like the lotus flower,
Attaching itself to another worthy vessel,
So if you ever ask yourself where did all the magic on the earth go,
Just look at yourself and realize you are the magic, now grow.
