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Sep 2018
Your breathing is magic to me
Also my breathing is magic too
The empty streets at 3 am with yellow lights flashing and echoing into nothingness
A tiny hidden unexplored island in the middle of the ocean
A silent lovely little lake in the mountains surrounded by the oldest trees
The mystery filled jungles full of things you yet have to find
The endless blue sky being travelled by a tiny little plane
Can't you feel the magic between these lines?
And it's nothing more than your brain painting beautiful pictures
Nothing more than the truest desires of a human
Just peace
Our whole existance is magic
Just think of it
What are the odds of such a world like this existing?
With your little spirit just being a new born in it
The trees know more than you
The mountains know more than the trees
And the stars know more than all of us
But i can look at the stars
And when i am looking at them i feel like we are equal
Just old friends talking
No words needed
Please tell me you can see the magic
It is all around us
Life is magic
Scientifically it is nearly impossible that such world could ever exist again
It is irrational
With all that is built and with all that is created
With all that is living and with all that is dead
And with all that is eternal and with all that is not
What is it if it's not magic?
Please tell me you feel it
You....
You silent little thing breathing slowly and peacefully next to me
I wonder what are you dreaming about right know
Overall dreams are nothing more than our soul trying to make us believe in magic
I can feel your your warmth, your soft skin, your hair on my face
I can feel your heart keeping you alive, working hard every moment just to keep this beauty working
I hope you will finally see the magic around us
Science just helps it
The more we know the more amazing it gets
Think of it
Think of every little cell in you, of each molecule that's a part of your unique and breathtaking person
How unlikely it is?
And we still don't know anything
What would you call it if not magic
I am happy with seeing all the beauty of the world
It makes me fulfilled
It makes me calm and peaceful
The cycle shall never end
Written by
Marcell Metrovik
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