Extra-ordinary

I came across this lovely poem by the blog, Don’t You Forget About Me. It is exactly how I feel this morning. I have loved extraordinarily. And I will again. Thank you Don’t Forget About Me. Brilliant.

Where are you John Bender's avatarDon't You Forget About Me

(not my picture)

I am most especially, nothing more than average.

In fact, I am just quite human.

But my ordinary life has bore witness to the most fantastical empirical magic.

For I have inhaled the most potent of fairy dust into my lungs budding me into, extra.

I have tasted magic’s metallic neon colors and been transformed.

I have heard it’s captivating tintinnabulations and answered.

It’s wisdom has painted my face permanently, with shades of a mystical shimmery hue.

It’s hoary tendrils have nourished my discouraged hopeful heart with it’s charms and hexes.

My eyes have now been internally  lit with a sanguine elan.

Come close and look.  You will agree. There is extra now.

I am enchanting in my ordinariness.

Watch me closer, for I have magic to tell.

I will breathe to you of my secret…

I have simply but extraordinarily loved.

~m

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