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The World is Full of Magic
The world is full of magic, loving things,
Patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper,
In every whisper of the dawn that sings,
In every sunset that grows darker.
Beneath the silent stars, in midnight's tender hold,
In the rustling leaves, the secret tales unfold,
There lies a charm, a story yet untold,
A dance of dreams in colours bold.
In petals soft, the morning dew does cling,
In the gentle touch of a lover's spring,
Magic breathes in every living thing,
In the heart's own song, the joy it brings.
Awakened eyes behold the hidden light,
In the moon's soft glow, in the starry night,
In the laughter of the wind, pure and bright,
In love's sweet embrace, silent delight.
So let us wander with a keen delight,
Through paths of wonder, through days and nights,
For the world is full of magic, loving things,
Waiting for our senses to take flight.
In every glance, in every heart's warm beat,
In the union of souls, in moments sweet,
The magic waits, in every corner neat,
For us to see, to feel, to meet.
So open wide your eyes, your heart, your mind,
Let the magic of the world your senses bind,
For in this wondrous place, we find,
The world is full of love, patient and kind.
