Magic

Seeing isn't believing, believing is seeing.

Magic

it's not the belief

in wizards or witches,

or that of a simple sprinkle

of gold, glistening dust

can lift you into flight.

Magic is not the hopeless dreams

of finding a prince,

or he finding you

when the glass slipper fits.

Not the adventure

of living with dwarfs,

or being woken from a deep sleep

by the sparks of a kiss.

Magic is the miracle

that brings joy into our hearts

it's what fills every happy moment

with sentimental smiles

and lets the knowlage of a thousand years

twinkle in the eyes of old souls.

It makes first love and first kiss

froth with delightful sparks

and lets our breath be taken away

with the stops of our hearts

Magic is the phrase

"believing is seeing."

and the courage to ignore those

who judge based on what they see

It's the belief that imperfection

can be lvoed, despite the flaws

that when it comes to dreams,

there are no laws.

Author's Note

Seeing isn't believing, believing is seeing.