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