The Magic Wand A poem by Jingbo Wang
The Magic Wand

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My little poem about love, losses, and my search for meaning of life.

The Magic Wand A poem by Jingbo Wang

Life in life’s splendor when seasons start, Time of time’s mercy as journeys depart. To catch the fleeting arrow a boy extended his hand, But he overreached to the desert and fetched some sand.

The wiseman said all divine encounters were foretold, Yet he skipped the endings of stories he often sold. But why I still feel that you were never truly bored, Of counting the stars with me and playing harpsichord?

O fate, surely ye the beautiful veil, Behind which such voids of space prevail: The flickers of fire, the whispers of trees, An eagle in the air, a boat across the seas.

On waters I’ve traveled with a patched-up sail, Canopy of waves were roaring, the destination frail. At a table last night I almost saw your face, Maybe another time in history, maybe it was all your grace.

Life in life’s splendor when we met, Time of time’s mercy as you left. To catch the fleeting arrow a boy was sure of his want, But through the air instead he grasped a magic wand.

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