James Casey

(11June 1940 / Binghamton, New York)

Magic Night


Magic Night

Magic, it's there in the night
Please bring magic, to the night

Hear my plea, oh hear my cry
Guide me through, the darkened sky

What distant planets, do they clasp
Who holds them, in a deadly grasp

And hold them, there beyond the sky
Far away from, our wailing sighs

Magic, Magic, in the night
Can your magic, make it right

Please hear my plea, oh hear my cry
Or at least, please tell us why

Magic, magic, in the night
Why would you leave us, with no light

Oh don't leave us, such a dreadful sight
Extend to us, your powerful might

Their light shines down, no need to fuss
The brightness, has returned for us

The stars are out, they seem so bright
Magic's here, thank you, for a beautiful night

Jim 1996

Submitted: Saturday, December 25, 2010
Edited: Sunday, April 22, 2012

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This night was very dark, no moon, no stars, nothing. I had to walk from the island at the campground around the hill to my camper. I asked the sky to give me some light on this dreary night and God provided stars and a clear sky before I was half way home.....

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