The Magic of Me

The magic of me is the happy in things

The beginnings that teach me to sustain to the middle, that teach me to sustain to the end

Completion of thoughts, of actions, of motivations

And seeing the fruits of the trees I took the time to plant

There are no mistakes, what happens is what I will

And what doesn't happen is what I don't will

And I have to be clear about that and what I am and what I will be and what I want to be

For I am just a soul

Who has the free will to speak when I want to

To do as I wish

If I could only understand, the wishes of my soul can be

I spend much time thinking of what I can not do

And I spend days and days of contemplation on it as well

Yet, What I can do is so much more, and when I am not busy taking away, then I can see for a day, and I say it is a good day!

So free will is really mine, I forget I have the choice, to choose the day and how I would like it to be

Free will is my magic and the magic is me

No one can give it or take it, it's free

As free as I can use it and let it guide me

As free as I can share it with the love of understanding

As free as I can see it and give it reign to show me

My free will is my magic and the magic is free