This is the most recent copy of the poem Magic that I posted a few weeks ago.
Magic
The mystical world of magic
That has existed since the beginning
Hand-in-hand with science and religion
Call it witchcraft
Sorcery
Wiel
Demerlayk or dweomercraft
Everything around us is magical
In some way
From the flowers that bloom
Perfectly in the spring
To the wonders of
The deep ocean
The wonders of life
Could all be considered magic
Whether you can see it or not
As the stories say
Or something different
The world around us is
Full
Of
Magic