all the magic in the world
has its roots in practicality

all the love in the world
has its evolution in humanity

and all the destiny in the world
has its secrets in personality

if only you would let
the winds blow
the waters to flow
the tides to grow
into your little stream
where patterns only collide if you can paste them
together in union
whilst daring to believe
that ALL is real
and all has meaning

seek connection between you
and everything around you
for in connecting
we break the monotony of separation
the houses of deception
and the link of desperation

allow your force
to blow a gale upon your wings of
imagination
and fly closer to the place you thought
was unreachable

trust you have the eyes to see
your imagination
not through the lens of fantasy
but through the microscope of trust
in that part of you
who speaks to me
through love