You Are Magic! (In communion with my Higher Self)

A conversation with my Higher Self inspired a poem. Here is the whole piece of writing that came... 

Shruti: What is the next step for Shruti? 

Higher self: Whatever brings you the most joy in the moment, moment by moment, is always the thing to do. Ask yourself... what do you want most right now?

Shruti: I want to write a poem.. to inspire magic. 

Higher Self: You ARE magic. 

Shruti: Yes! I AM! 

YOU ARE MAGIC

You Are the magic 

of the Sun's rays

that touch skin as liquid light, 

so comforting, so reassuring

You Are the magic

that whips shapes into clouds,

and of the sound of flight 

under the wing of a bird

You Are the magic

of the diamond trails--that chase 

a seagull as it brushes, 

its feet on the sea, just gliding by

You Are the magic

of pebbles that lie by a river, 

that have sworn themselves to it,

drenched in its grace

You Are the magic 

of the surrender of a lizard 

that loses its colour  

to the branch where it rests 

You Are the magic

that is buried in your heart

that can swim with the dolphins

and run wild like wolves 

In the chatter of the birds, the twinkle of a star
 Can you feel it? 

It's just trying to show you 
who You really Are