Art Magic

 
 
 
Listen to the heart of bliss.
Lie supine on vibrant sand, inhaling,
under oceanic starlit sky.
Breeze breathes eternity, circles ever
inward to divine intricately
expansive poetry —
thought in magnificent splendor.
All art is magic; all magic is art.
Yet they are not the same, and part
of wonder’s widening landscape.
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