I have seen something,
and I just needed you to show me.
I knew it, but ah, like everything this week,
I got swept by it.
Throw away your tarot cards and reject your horoscope,
put out your organized spells and put out your crystal ball
for poetry is the only magic at all

Poetry is the only spell I really know
Can bind or can let go.
How many tears saved, how many things known
just because of well put sentences and words!
It shows the scaffolding of world.
Exposing, watching ****** of the heart
Poetry gives me levels of peace and levels of me
Oh those poor ones who can't see
My night vision - both a curse and a gift
My metal legs - the corolary natural of it

So, stop looking for magic in things
and looking for guides where there is nothing.
Magic lives in your every day scenes
if you are clever enough to see
Poetry is magic, the only I really know
With power enough to bring me gold
from the depths of my soul

So look a little deeper next time
and acknowledge
magic is as close as your hand