It lingers in the air,
All around us while we stare
It enchants us,
It will catch us,
Eventually, while we stare.

Every day it is magic we see
On the land and in the sea,
No one knows
That’s what it chose,
So nobody could see.

We only see a wisp of it.
only a scrap of it.
Just a little,
Just a little,
There is so much more of it.