Legged Magic

Legged Magic

whisper voice and wake us to listen, turning
down the words mature, see the mouth that utter,
as the head fail down to walk ahead and receive
a good sight it suddenly start, like magic in
touch

the sky is too blind to capture and catch
the dense angry clouds; waiting to say goodbye,
neither the coming day will always stay, for
every foot cleanse, the eye and ear had to close,
until proper direction has to go

nay! magic gives guarantee, for the twist of
the hand magic is gone, see and find no one in
the stage everything will be; come vibrating
clouds in the midst air it explode, and the sun
goes down to rest

feel that dream and the rainbow of magic will
live, in your fate; ask not your foe, but a thaw of
faith in your heart, careful mold the river not the
stream in the ocean it fall and fly into the sky
not the dream of forever goodbye

soon the magic touch you, in your distance dream
I always keep; neither it’s free to fly without
the feather in the wings, for you’ll be there with
me in that day ……

poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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