The Place of Magic Spells

There’s a longing deep inside me Where the love inside me dwells; To find the wonder of my soul The place of Magic Spells….. The longing overcomes me and…… I look in to the core Of the magic that is waiting… Just behind forever’s door…….. My heart begins to quicken My face is filled with light…. I see the love that’s hidden… So long there from my sight. I pull from there a memory Like some magicians spell… I cast it to the surface As… My longing starts to swell. I feel the part that’s magic.. Start to open up the door… And I feel things only dreamed of… Some other time before…. The longing fills my being At the place where Magic dwells… And I’m carried far beyond the door In mighty pulsing swells. As time and magic cast the spell A heart is made from two An enchantment cast upon me A feeling warm and new. As longing is fulfillment And the magic ebbs away… I’ll save the way it made me feel And take it out some day. Till the day when longing calls me And enchantment in me dwells— I cast it to the the place in me- The place of Magic Spells. Maria Lindberg Copyright 2001