POETIC PLAY STUDIO

I often wonder how magic molds my feelings, ideas, and conversations. And I discovered, Magic is the light within me, which passes, reflects, touches another through me, and connects everything. It’s the depth of madness, one needs to pass through to know the beauty of it. To recognize the light one has to walk with the shadows.

Isn’t it magic, when you laugh without reason,
Isn’t it magic, when you dance without the music,
Isn’t it magic, when you live in the air of a new place,
Isn’t it magic, when you realize the depth of the conversation,
Isn’t it magic, when you walk under the moonlight and experience the waterfall,
Isn’t it magic, when you count stars like a child sipping the tea,
Isn’t it magic, when you share the same story with the same person,
Isn’t it magic, when you lay on the grass to behold the upside-down shades of flowers,
Isn’t it magic, when you hold hands and carve promises,
Isn’t it magic,  when you cry on the shoulder of a stranger,
Isn’t it magic, to love and to be loved,
Isn’t it magic, when you dreamed of things or people you haven’t come across yet,
Isn’t it magic, when someone’s silence or words can comfort you?

Won’t it be magical to show love and kindness to everyone we meet?
Won’t it be magical to understand the anger, fear, and sadness behind the masks of the people?
Won’t it be magical to help one another without any self motives or logical reasons?

We are made up of stardust, we breathe the light within the light. Only light can recognize the light. Seek the light to unfold the mysteries of magic. Unfold your tale, so that you don’t have to go to mountains or beaches to feel that void that is already present within you. And that is the gateless gate we need to pass through to reveal the true nature of our being, and that’s a magical story to live by.