I Believe in Magic
Magic appears in the darkest of moments or the light of day. It is in the voices that lift you. It shines bright in the birth of innocence, in the wonder of loving arms.
There is magic in the eye of the storm. It lives deep in the eternal light of faith. Angels come to the rescue, instilling their own magic gathering strength from knowing, we are not alone.
Sometimes you have to impart your own magic – Wiping the tears from a child’s face and watch as a smile appears. Hold the hand of someone in need, and the magic occurs as together you share tears.
There is no greater magic than true love that glows deep inside. It smiles at the glory of a sunbeam thankful for the ray of hope. It weaves it’s spell in the eyes of one who knows your heart.
Magic resides in our endless cloud of dreams. They are the jewels of life. The spark is when the dream becomes a beautiful memory allowing you to let go and believe in yourself.
Our greatest fear are the trials we endure. The magic is in the miracle of our own testimonies of triumph allowing us to grow.
Time flows by as moments never pass our way again. So, believe in the magic that is in all of us.
“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.”
– The Minpins, Roald Dahl
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