Drinking liquid light to illuminate my dark corners,
The hidden pockets of body within me,
The sliding rhythm of me.
I am that. I am
The glowing goodness,
The delirious joy,
The secret smiles,
The thrills of knowing and unknowing.
Looking within while looking without.
With telling heart and sureness of spirit
I will bring the truth into being.
With a breath and a glance I will
Conduct the symphonies and swell the tides.
The flowers will bloom at my caress, and
The breeze will come at my call.
And each morning my voice
Will rise with the evaporating dew
To return to the sky that it so dearly loves.
Allowing for Magic 