Monday 11 August 2014

More than a tangeant line.

One magical point.
Thought to be impossible.
But it happened.
Perhaps it is too much to ask for a miracle
Once magic has already been granted.
But I will still spend those few minutes wishing for it.
I wish I may
I wish I might.
Wish this wish I wish tonight
That that point in time
Recur further on.
Perhaps a miracle
Cast with a potion.
In those great distances traversed
No region too far
No space too narrow.
I wish I may I wish I might.
The spy glass catches you in the distance
In shining armour
That has lost its gleam
Find your way to these cold valleys
Thread your arrows past the light
Bend the murky waters
Wish you may
Wish you might
Wish this wish you wish tonight.

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