Rediscovering Goodness
A Poem of Hope
I have discovered that I still believe in magic
This thought came to me last night when I held my baby in my arms and felt his smile against my cheek
There was music playing from the abyss of a hollowed out tiny hunk of wood. The wielder of which pulled some of the joy from his own being to accompany it
This was done in order for it to be used as a form of currency but if you ask me the barterer greatly overpaid
Because when I closed my eyes it made me float away and I saw the world
There were blue skies behind my eyelids and rays of sunlight that danced on the surface of my heart
Before last night my heart hadn’t seen the sun in months and was beginning to lose hope in its existence
So just as expected my heart leapt so high that when it landed it’s splash sent the ocean spraying through my irises
As cool sand bathed my body in comfort like I belonged somewhere for once
It was beautiful absolutely beautiful and magical so much so that it reminded that this very world is magic and I I still believe in magic.
About the Creator
Elisabeth Harrison
My passion for writing is about all I have so I’m here to test it out.
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