The magic that is ours

If we could wish
upon billions of star's,
but instead look inside ourselves
to discover the magic
that is ours.

A wish that stirs
the beating heart,
rather than what
drives us apart.

The magic that is ours
through all we've been
experiencing and feeling,
even when it appears
that life has been stealing.

But the magic that is our's
is always there,
even when it's our soul
we have to bare.

The World might appear
wicked and cruel,
but the magic that is ours
can make it through school.

Some might be rich
and another poor,
but the magic that is ours
can emerge in ways
you never thought possble before.

The magic that is our's
is recognisng the brilliance
of our own inner light,
that continue's journeying
on through the dark and
deserted lonely night.