The Magic Of Life

I feel, love in this world is like a dream That at times threatens to be mighty true, Rising higher from the humdrum like cream, Disappearing then like a drop of dew; Or at times feel, life is an onion peel, You need will and vision both ways to see, And aught with its apparent conflict deal, For, world is both a myth and reality. You sure see a plume of smoke but no fire, And plumes do take many a form and shape, If fire is not seen how can you the pyre? Rid all logic— discard that robe you drape. Life's all magic. Logic has not a clue: Seed's tree, flower's fruit, or two cells and you! ______________________________________________ Sonnets | 12.12.2017 |