The Magic Divine

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The fogs of incertitude
are ready to engulf life,
where are the signs of land
to swim across this strife?

 

In the dark of cosmos
you are a bright star,
yet you shy from the light
and drift away so far.

 

Dwelling on your thought
strums strings of my heart,
lost in the music so serene
I drift into a melodious dream.

 

To realise such dream 
is the advice of the wise,
the idea makes the stars
twinkle in my eyes.

 

Far on the morning horizon
I see the solar shine,
and the colours of hope
on the cloud nine.

 

I am alive again and ecstatic 
this is a subtle sign,
it seems the love weaves
the magic divine.

  • Author: Max (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 23rd, 2022 02:38
  • Comment from author about the poem: Love begets love is the philosophy of the person making a call to his lover. He awaits an omen and deep feelings of his heart give him perception to stay optimistic.
  • Category: Love
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  • Bella Shepard

    Love is the magic divine, said so well and so beautifully. Thank you for a lovely read!



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