The Magic She Is Poem by Scott Barrymore

Like the moon and the stars we see.
She passes through constellations and galaxies
Magically guided by an unseen force,
Traveling upon her perfect course.

One day she arrived,
To this world, she would revive.
Her radiant beauty, bringing light to the dark.
Her angelic soul, a cosmic spark.

A light worker supreme.
Answering our calls and our dreams.
Only love could bring such healing,
And everything we are feeling.