The Attracting of The Fellow Inspired: The Return to Magic(k?) (v.3) 

the world was shiny today- glistening despite the cold
and I was light and airy and yet on fire and with meaning 
like some sprite or faery or gelfling-sage-spirit
I was magickal and balanced and at peace with the universe
glowing, all the while wishing I could 
spread my energy like butter or hummos over everyone and everything that I met.

I was shiny today 
and free and in the far corners of my basket filled with ideas- I had this one grandoise thought
this urge to dare random souls to write! 
dare i say love poems? yes. possibly
but more importantly to compose a masterpiece! 
just ONE act of creative expression
I just wanted my energy to be contagious 
to fill these random strangers with inspiration 
that would lead to vivid verse and word.

Especially all those spirits... those strangers and earthly figures
who for that one moment in time 
paused or looked up to meet their eyes with mine
gazing at me- intently - almost purely
releasing this unconcious-conscious energy- warm and uncommon
despite the chaos and busy-ness and hustle of the buses and subways and stations
and alleyways and streetways and sidewalks and crosswalks 
the crowded markets and delis and banks and state buildings
it was oddly fulfilling- not romance just energy-released
Yes, I was not the only soul- it seemed - seeing the world with this perception
I had attracted a few of the fellow inspired
with this unspoken connection- an energy ever present
that I hadn't paid much attention to
for a very long time.