Call It Magic

To all young writers out there... know that writing really is magic

The words flow from my pen
A steady river onto the paper
Spilling, overflowing from my mind
They roll off my lips
Floating amidst the silent air
Slowly taking shape
Weaving together like a beautiful silk
Creating an image
So perfect, so powerful
Inspiring the open minds
Reaching out
Touching your heart
And then you find yourself
In a different place
A world entirely new
The words wrap around you
Transporting you to a world so real
Your eyes are open
Suddenly you’re soaring, flying
Somehow everything has changed
It is mysterious, unknown
Impossible, but yet so real
Adventure, drama, hopes, and dreams
This experience is like no other
Some call it writing
Others say it’s poetry
But we all know that it’s something else
Something more as well
I call it magic