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“We are the the magician, who can create, bliss magnetism in tranquil stillness sedate” ~ quote by poet A sublime wafting fragrance pervades the air, bewitching our heart and we wish we could keep the rapture induced forever thus aware, savouring the scent as it does inward seep, in time dissolved silence, by choosing to pair but on this earth realm, time continues to creep. Mind’s satirical, whilst heart is lyrical, so we set out, in search for a miracle. To etch on our soul, boons that make us feel whole, the core of our being must exude that love, so by melding head with heart, in our life role, inner conflict ends, when both act hand in glove, transmuting feeble form, as scriptures extol, paving way for grace, to pour in from above. Nodes within us stir, bringing gifts of pure myrrh and as love with love conspires, we too concur.