#PoetryParlour #AZatPP#day13#M
Magic
While the conjuror called God,
Had casted his magical spell,
In things animate and inanimate,
Big and small,
I believe,
He had a vision ,
That amidst their differences,
Clashes, and overwhelming diversity,
Their would be a magic,
A magic, that would bring,
Unity in diversity, in them all.
He had dreamt,
Of a greater understanding,
That would usher the beginning,
Of a new dawn.
And there,
His magic wand,
Would turn everything celestial,
And show His testimony that,
All is for one,
And one is for all.
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