Magic Moves Through Me

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The Star in the sky and its sitar string song
Shimmers and sings to me all the day long

The morning sees bent notes encircle my mind
By mid-day the rhythm has stretched down my spine

Come midnight the music meets me face to face
Pulls me in closer, then wraps ’round my waist

Subject Yourself

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We give credit to the artists,
and we know that’s credit due.
Tho’ what would spark her, catch his eye
if not for the subject, you?

You’re her sun or you’re his sky,
or the trees, the bees, the view.
You’re the contrasts, the forgiveness,
or the love, the hope, what’s true.

Just how often do you wonder
“To myself, ought I be true?
Feel my fun, my fear, my courage,
show my texture, sing the blues?”

Step up then, to a big, bold “Yes!”
Vulnerability’s the key.
Let the artists find your masterpiece
and highlight it for all to see.

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Art Credit: “You Rise Above the World” Richard Taylor; Milwaukee River Walk, Milwaukee, WI

Original Thought Credit: “…to thine own self be true.” William Shakespeare, “Hamlet”