Growing up

I can remember growing up, I had a fascination with the universe and with fantasy. The two just seemed to go hand in hand. I loved the stars at night as I dreamed of fairy princesses flying on proud dragons while fighting wise wizards to save the planet. I had quite an imagination, it kept me from being bored and out of trouble when I was little. As I was growing up, I began to notice that the realms of my mind felt very real to me, was it just me or was there more to it? Childhood play led me to wanting to learn more. Why was I so drawn to it? I still felt like something was missing, As I started to search within myself, what I was feeling was the magick of the universe. Yes magick, not your Harry Potter magick, but the very essence of all that exists. Every flower that blooms, every birth of new life, every sunrise, some call it God, I call it magick.