Magic

When my dreams
Show me visions about the past
Foretell the future
And offer me insights
into the world and human nature
and the people around me

I know there is magic in the world

But then this magic
Is not the easily learned one
of card tricks
Nor is it to be bound
in incantations
Nor can it give easy answers
like a ventriloquist's dummy
nor are its secrets
as easily revealed
as rabbits that pop out of hats

It is the true magic
of things that have no logic
like compassion and love
and prayer that heals the soul


But then
Like all these true mysteries
they are truly mysterious
they come at will,
not when you call
they will show you
what they will
not what is easy
or what is logical

They can easily mislead
And like all true mysteries,
they are frightening
because they cannot
be controlled
and they will never
serve you

And most importantly
In the age of easy answers
and even easier pills
that solve all mysteries
they are maybe
not so useful any more

but then again
who needs utility
when they are 
the last of the true magic left
in a world that is
increasingly mundane