Magic alone it can be
What else inspires such pleasure?
For heaven and earth as they speak
Spark the lightening and thunder
With a sway of His wand, and a gust of His wind
It is a tranformed land, as yesterday rescinds
Ushering in a fresh tomorrow
With the fragrance of hope
If ever it could be borrowed
If ever there was a lope
Such a harmony it brings.. from its so awaited touch
First on Earth, then in the winds - that only magic can be such.
