“magic comes with a price”
as if it’s some sort of a warning.
Would it surprise them to know that
that the sky is blue,
and fire is hot?
Of course it has a price.
Why would magic be
separate from any other part of life?
in ways large and small,
we always pay
some sort of price—
not just for the things we choose
to keep in our lives,
but for the ones we don’t too.
Some aren’t aware
of what they are paying for,
with still interest accruing.
And there are others
who make it their business to understand that
life is the oldest and greatest magic there is,
and it will come with costs.
So I will choose
as sure as the earth under my feet,
as sure as the ocean is wide,
as sure as I find my peace the blue of the sky,
and comfort in the warmth of the flame
to knowingly pay the price
for the all magic I hold dear
because the price for a life without them
is more than I can bear to pay.
Song Choice: Magic by Olivia Newton John