A Year of Poems – Day 126

There are wizards among us.
They lay cables, solder wires
and conduct forces in a coded tongue,
which after travelling to the four corners of this world
come back whispering tales of where they’ve been.

At a whispered word
sent silently through the air
orchestras leap to life,
faces speak from across the world,
and portals open displaying pure imagination,
And yet we say this world has lost its magic.

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