Take my hand, and give me a reason to start again...❤

I have magic in my tears: Rooted in the salt of the earth, my tears flow freely in pain, imbuing them with strength untold.

I have magic in my bones: They grew with me, seeing a world beyond themselves, and finding a way to harden but not too much.

I have magic in my cells: Tiny but infinite, like stars in the midnight sky, they signal back and forth, never giving up that fight.

I have magic in my eyes: They see the colors of the universe and though they are weakened by an inner age of their own, they still open wide and send their messages.

I have magic in my tongue: Trained over my life to speak, my tongue has the words of power on it and with them, the magic flows as easy as water.