Magician
The hand of magician
Rises up in the air
The dove flies gracefully
Making a full circle
And landing on the horizon
He lifts his other hand
And the obelisk shoots up
And reaches the sky
In the middle of ocean
With the ripples of water
Delivering the message
To the stunned world
He nodes his head
And the oasis blossoms
In the Sahara desert
With lavish palm trees
And lakes of youth elixir
That makes people drunk
With the wild hope
He knocks ground with his foot
And the mountain rises
That reaches the heaven
Touching moon and sun’s
Burning fiery wings
He hits the ground with
His other foot
And the earth opens up
With the fires of Hades
And consumes the magician
Who performed miracles
And he thought he was
The god
Copyright © Ruta Skendeliene | Year Posted 2016
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