See Magic?

Black magic,
black as hate,
I see brooding
inside of myself.

Things unknown
that no one can explain,
magic makes real
to every believer.

Like a magic love of fairy tales,
I fell for a man
that rescued me.

To a closed mind,
magic cannot be unleashed.
No open mind would keep
magic mystery.

The magic of life
is hidden deep inside
somewhere I cannot find.

To look inside magic's heart
and see what is unseen,
is a gift of great capacity.

If magic ceased to be,
life's spice would end.

On a chord of sweet melody,
when a mother sings to her child,
magic is present
to welcome the dream.

Two people and magic mixed
become one person
in mind, body, and soul.

Death,
a magic all its own,
brings new roads to travel
for the people at loss.

A dark magic all its own,
taking your life
is a power you yourself hold.

I have gained in this life
of torment and pain
is knowledge to know
people like them
have lost their magic
of individuality.

A magic spell of change
comes swiftly in the night
to find your life.

What sort of magic
can bring forth
a butterfly from a caterpillar
in a week's time?

If you and I believe,
magic will be shown to us.