Magic Waltz

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Nov 24, 2020

Personal magic.
Personal
life, existence
magic.
Being.
Incalculable
being.
Taking
for granted
incalculable
being.
Miracle
of being.
Miracle
of existence.
Ancestors.
Countless
generations of
ancestors.
One after
next met,
danced.
Choreographed
dance.
Dance of
generations.
Step
after step.
Move
after move.
Dance of
lineages.
Each step
exact.
One after next.
Magic,
leading to
now.
One misstep
anywhere.
Anywhere
along the way.
No life.
No existence.
Life, personal
existence magic,
incalculable
magic.
Life.
Personal
existence
infinitely
impossible.
Pure magic.

 

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