It’s in the breeze that blows
through trees
and settles on the limbs
In the sky-birds in flight
Star filled nights-waiting for a wish
It is the laughter of the soul
Longing to be free
Magic of the universe …
Red Wolf Journal Spring 2014, and a fresh start
10 years ago
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Another great form of magic - well done!
ReplyDeleteOh, yes, Pamela! The magic of the universe. Dinasours, dodo birds all disappear but the universe stays forever new. Great one!
ReplyDeleteYes, it's everywhere - your poem is lovely, magical too.
ReplyDeleteI love this, Pamela......the magic of the universe - and I'm such a believer! Wonderful response to the prompt.
ReplyDeleteOh, I love breezes and birds, Pamela. What a glorious poem!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Poem.... very nice
ReplyDeleteHave a beautiful Day!
Love
Sabi Sunshine
Look up through the trees to the universe. This is part of my practice.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Eric.
ReplyDeleteThere is magic all around us.
Pamela
nino,
ReplyDeleteYes things disappear and things are born. It is an amazing cycle.
Pamela
Ruth thanks so much.
ReplyDeleteLife is magic.
Pamela
Sherry I know you are and that is one of the many things I love about you. Thanks.
ReplyDeletePamela
Thanks Diane and me too!
ReplyDeletePamela
Thank you Sabi.
ReplyDeletePamela
Old ollie is should be a part of everyone's practice.
ReplyDeletePamela
love the breeze.
ReplyDeleteso elegant piece.
smiles.
xxx
Jingle magic is everywhere.
ReplyDeletePamela
Wonderful; I love this~
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