Magic in the Air

Magic is in the air.
From the ground to the sky.
I see it everywhere.
I marvel at the sight.
My lungs expand,
to smell the air once again.
I never planned,
to feel this again.
To be alive after being lost.
is like the clouds opening wide.
Letting water pour from our lots.
Not worried about pride.
Yes, magic is in the air.
I think I might take a stroll,
and watch the magical flare.
Write a story that needs to be re-told.

R.d. Jess

Published by reneweddream

I am a lover of writings and over the years I have collected a handful of poems and stories I have written. The more I wrote the more I realized I should do something with it, besides putting it in a box.

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