Some May Wish To Call It Magic

I love me because I change. I hate me because I change. The seasons are as diverse and unpredictable as every one of us. The Silent rising of dawn wakes me only with its tender kiss, caressing with no expectations. How often I ignore and plow through without even a thank you. Sudden storm clouds quickly gather in frenzy. I lean in to watch with anxious hopeful eyes. Cold fronts chill in a confrontation of emotion and strike whatever is in its way. I too, must be justified. Tears fall, perhaps in repentance, often too sorrowful to find repose, flooding the ground. Yet the sky delivers its forgiving bow, an array of color, a promise of future. Fragile dandelions live on despite their lowly stature. Magic you say? I prefer, miracles.

Swirling sensations
Nature mirrors an image
We find out our own Capturing the magic in nature. A haibun, 1 to 3 paragraphs of prose with a haiku following. Including a word ‘dandelion’, from a list given.


About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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11 Responses to Some May Wish To Call It Magic

  1. merrildsmith says:

    Lovely imagery. I suppose every day could be a miracle–or magical.


  2. Grace says:

    Such is the miracle of life. I find dandelions lovely to look at, but not at my garden.


  3. kanzensakura says:

    Dandelions – my favorite flower! Every day is a miracle and magic. The senryu at the end is excellent as well.


  4. Maggie C says:

    Magic and miracles — I’ll take both, please!


  5. gillena cox says:

    Yes indeed the miracles of being and surviving is really nature’s hand at play. Enjoyed this tender haibun

    Happy Monday



  6. Frank Hubeny says:

    I prefer miracles over magic as well.


  7. I do like the three line poem at the end, and I love dandelions too. Good to eat and pretty to look at .


  8. I think miracles is there if we just notice them… there lies the magic.


  9. memadtwo says:

    Magic and miracles are two sides of the same coin…and as Merril noted, always present whether we see them or not. (K)


  10. Beauty iS A MAGiC NoW
    Nature We Co-Create
    And touch no given
    A Gift Present
    aT aLL Sunset
    DRaws Morning Beauty
    True Colors Beyond Sunrise Now…:)


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