Do You Believe in Magic?

You May not Believe in Magic,

But don't you think it Strange,

The amount of matter in our Universe,

has never slightly changed?

That all which makes your body,

was once part of something more,

And every breath you take,

has seen it all before.

There are countless scores of beauty,

in all things that you despise,

It could once have been a shooting star,

that know make up your thighs.

And atoms of forgotten life,

Who've long since ceased to roam,

May now have the great honor,

To call your smile their home.

You may not believe in magic,

But I thought that you should know,

They making of your heart were born,

Fourteen Billion years ago.

So the next time you fell lonely.

When this world is make you feel small.

Just remember that it is a part of you,

and you are a part of it all.

-Erin Hanson