Where is the magic?
We all start out knowing magic.
We are born with hurricanes
and whirlwinds, oceans
and galaxies inside us.
We are able to sing to birds
and read the clouds
and see the destiny
in grains of sand.
But we have forgotten the magic
and we feel without compass,
alone and desperately,
only selfishness, only pain,
fear and darkness.
But, magic of love has never
disappeared from the life,
the love hold the life.

Don't tell me the stars
stopped the dream.
Don't tell me the birds don't fly.
Don't tell me the kids stopped crying.
Don't tell me the lovers are lost.
Observes the wonders
as they occur around you.
Listen blessings dropping
their blossoms around you.

We are the gleam of invinite,
the breath of light,
the spark of life,
the chain of being,
the circle of the spheres,
the scale of creation,
the rise and fall.
We are what we are
and we are not.
We are the soul in all.

Little by little,
we will turn into stars,
little by little,
we will turn into the infinite universe,
little by little,
we will spin in eternal ecstasy,
hand in hand,
pure love that flows.

From love, fire becomes light,
from love, sorrow becomes joy,
from love, fury becomes mercy,
from love , thorns become flowers,
from love, sickness becomes health,
from love, dead becomes alive.
Love, just the sun
shines on to our world,
without any exception.

You came in to this world
with enough light to find your way out of the dark,
enough kindness to save a soul,
enough love to shift a planet.
Don't worry,
you are enquipped with all you could  ever need.
Look with in,
you are drenched in magic.

Our souls are tired..
No, we don'tt need more material comforts.
We need nature,
we need magic,
we need longing and passion,
we need freedom and truth,
we need stillness.
We don't need more material comforts.
We need to wake up and live.