Beauty Everywhere, Whether Really There

I know now where the magic lies,
not in your eyes, not at all, nor in
the words you spoke, nor in the
whisperings I thought I heard –

It is in my very own mind, in the
game I played which conferred
enchantment to what is said, my
own views transposed to you

When I checked to verify that
what I heard was not a lie, I saw
a broken game, pieces bent and
lost, figurines all smashed and

Broken – and I cried to realize
it was but a game - on seeing the
truth, it could never be the same…

But given my dreaming heart and
busy fantasy, I recovered, went
out the see if another game would
present itself – and yes, it did,

Quite wonderfully, when things
go wrong or someone dies, I just
know it will be all-right - it is
a lovely game –

The most exciting and adventurous
a safe place for playing roles, try out
ideas, characters; playing with
feelings of all kinds

I love the game so much, I cry
wholeheartedly when it ends;
fearing the tears will stain my
heart permanently, but when

The next exciting game begins,
the sunshine fills my life with joy
and happiness, removing all the
marks of pain so I feel beauty

Everywhere, whether it’s really
there is quite beside the point,
as long as I can think and feel it,
I have the greatest time:

So here goes for another round!