A bit of Magic...

Over in the garden Shay asked us to write about MAGIC. Do we believe in magic, do you?!

 On Saturday, I went to the Southeastern Virginia Music Games competition. It is a competition for Marching bands n' Color guard.  It rained, it was gray and a bit cool out. I thought I would share some of the magic, that I witnessed.

My daughter is part of her highschool, Color guard.  Their show was called "Bring Me To Life" . Their music was:  Paint it Black and Bring Me To Life.

Their show is about a struggling artist. She paints a rose in shades of black.  Later her mood changes and color is revealed.  Everything starts out in black, the flags and costumes. The band's uniforms are black.  As their performance progresses,  they remove Velcro flaps to reveal color.  They have rainbow rose colored flags, for their final song. Yes, it rained and was miserable. for all involved. Their commitment to perform and the beauty of their hard work was revealed. Yes, it was like seeing a beautiful rainbow after a storm.  Their first song, Paint it Black is performed with angst.

* This is my daughter~

Yes, if you look close you can see it was pouring out.  I was shocked they didn't move the event indoors.  Everyone was disappointed!  I sat in the bleacher, soaking wet watching, waiting and hoping.  The rain did let up, when they performed their final song.  Someone had used the umbrella I had tucked in the car.  They didn't put it back-so I sat in the rain. A kind strange loaned me a red umbrella.  It was a challenge to balance my camera with one hand and the other hand trying to hold the umbrella, but I managed!    Thank you kind stranger~ :D

Oh, here is a bit of magic..  Sssssh, don't tell...daughter hasn't seen this photo, lol.

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I worry what will the backlash be, when she sees what I did....

Here are my two poems.   Kerry asked us to write in a certain form called the Tercet.
 14th Century Italian poet, Dante used this form.  He used this from to uplift the ordinary three lines of folk verse, for the recognized stanzaic  of his Divine Comedy.  The tercet is any three lines of verse grouped as a single idea or unit, which may be followed by another, with or without a line break.

*My daughter's Color Guard team won 2nd place in their division!



Darkness arrives on blank canvas
possibilities leap among
fractured truth's outlined mood


a border of tiny stars winks
a dance of  ideas twist, bend and twirl
as sun's slanted view reflects doe eyed dream


Rain nourishes imagination's garden
Dimension of wings now dance
Red passion, kisses blue sentiment good-bye~



 I am using a photo by Susie~

Serendipity aligned!  The mail arrived just as I was getting ready to leave.   I received a thank you from my friend, Vicki.   I do think magic was in the works!  This is what she sent me:

 

Isn't it pretty! I just love the colors~  It was a kind gesture!  Thank you Vicki for thinking of me~

Inside she shared a beautiful, encouraging quote.  It was a thoughtful n' beautiful!  Thank you~

I was amazed at the detail and her lovely presentation~

“We do not need magic to transform our world. We carry all of the power we need inside ourselves already.”
― J.K. Rowling

“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.”
― Roald Dahl

 

“Magic exists. Who can doubt it, when there are rainbows and wildflowers, the music of the wind and the silence of the stars? Anyone who has loved has been touched by magic. It is such a simple and such an extraordinary part of the lives we live.”
― Nora Roberts

“I do believe in an everyday sort of magic -- the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we're alone.”
― Charles de Lint

An envelope with blurred ink arrives

disturbed by life's duty of the ordinary

a sign of surprise to embrace

A box of thanks, with twine

outlines the enchantment

the wonder of what if...

Opening sun's portal

golden cords illuminate the path

shines of friendship warm my heART~