Our Spell Poem by Nika McGuin

Our Spell



Late, sepia dusk
catches us
amidst glow worms
and pixie dust
enchantments
and wonder

We are,
the blink of an eye
two granules of sand
in a tiny hourglass
a fairytale that never begins
the magic that never ends

Saturday, March 9, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: encounters,fairy,fairytale,fantasy,magic,meeting,short
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
There are some people, whom you only meet once - for a brief moment - but you never forget the experience of meeting them.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anil Kumar Panda 09 March 2019

A beautiful poem indeed. Philosophical and deeply meaningful about life. Loved it. Thanks for sharing.10+++++

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