Blindfolded

Poems, , ,

We are magic
tricks, led into
believing
we are the
vanishing rose

We are magic!
In the space
cut out within the
span of our being
We outlive masks
switching from
one to another
Protecting our
real selves

You are magic
And, one of
these days
you will be
the magician
Freeing carousel
horses – leading them
to an open field of
free carousels

15 comments

    1. Thank you very much, Spahr! I always fret over sharing anything with a positive message, so it’s great to know that you liked it.
      Have a great weekend! 🙂

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  2. Reblogged this on snackandchat and commented:
    I always knew magic was a part of everything that we humans do…. We move what we see – mentally – in order to *CREATE* what we want in this physical world.

    (audience): OOOO, how’d they do that?

    Amazing poem. SHOUT OUT TO *dimplelefty.wordpress.com*

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    1. Oh, thank you ever so much. I believe we do – and I find it magical that we outgrow so many of them, it’s a wonder!
      Haha, yep, I do that time to time. Have a nice day! 🙂

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