I know some real magicians
    The living, laughing kind
    Witches and wizards of life
    If you know how to look, you’ll find

    The secret of their magic lore
    Is to know what things can be
    In every tiny acorn’s core
    They see a giant oak tree

    The spells they cast from day to day
    Are proof of creation’s worth
    In every breath of liquid thought
    They ensure the world’s rebirth

    The potions mixed in bubbling brew
    Are ideas and ideals refined
    In every active ingredient
    They nourish the global mind

    The wonders that they manifest
    Are conjured from patient deeds
    In every conscious act of will
    They plant a bed of seeds

    I know some real magicians
    The living, laughing kind
    Witches and wizards of life
    If you know how to look, you’ll find.

    — Wayne Visser