Seeking Magic

Sought the magic’s dwelling,
glorious bright thing.
Floated away from all,
hummingbird doesn’t sing.

Simultaneous twinkle and darkness,
drifting in the mind’s eye.
Lost and here always,
visions makes a tender sigh.

Provoke the plus or minus,
duality drifting endlessly.
The gained lost thing,
every emotion constantly.

Prose to compose the thought,
which ends by a poet.
Metamorphosis of self,
evolved in solaced quiet.

Alas the motion forward,
dwell not in the dark.
Positive and brightly onward,
finding another grand spark.