Carving Magic

Mornings beat with hours’ speed,
Which are sparking the designs
Through wide space, big points and signs,
All together minding lines,
Things to measure right the need.

Days empowering the light
To acknowledge thought which stands
For the world to take on hands
Wisdom while shaping dreamlands.
Gleam may spark in every sight.

Counting rational ahead
Steps, ideas yet rephrase
The entire sense through space
I may dare the knowledge base
And uplift my vision head.

Drawing circles over moon,
Flaming thoughts outside the box,
Shaping fancy in deep talks,
Carving magic in my rocks,
Bluntly singing insight’s tune.

© Simona Prilogan

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