such magick surrounds me!
surely i must be
a favorite child of the gods!

i get what i want most,
tho it seems trite to boast;
since more often than not
i don't know what that is!

still i rest in the surety
given in clarity,
that just what is mine
shall become.

and as i behave
powerful, wise and brave;
i'll go home to heaven
where angels belong.