Copyright ©1995 Stephan Beckner - All Rights Reserved

Love is like magic,
And it always will be.
For love still remains,
Life’s sweet mystery.

Love works in ways,
That are wondrous and strange.
And there’s nothing in life,
That love cannot change.

Love can transform,
The most common place,
Into beauty and splendor,
And sweetness and grace.

Love is unselfish,
Understanding and kind.
For it sees with its heart,
And not with its mind.

Love is the answer,
That everyone seeks.
Love is the language
The everyone speaks.

Love can’t be bought,
It’s priceless and free.
Love, like pure magic,
Is a sweet mystery.