I am magic.

I will love as gracefully as the moon

and as strong as the sun.

I will lie with passion and tenderness,

strength and courage::

I will not fall but merge –

rising like a Phoenix

and blooming with the morning flower.

I am the purple of the night,

the deep orange of the evening.

I am the whispering of the wind,

the secret meadow between the valley.

I am the deepest fears and

most brave beginnings –

the last tear,

the first thought,

the passion tingling inside.

I am magic.

I am beauty.

I am love.

I am free.

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