Not Magic

Not a magic that I expect
You to quickly act upon
But a miracle that I yearn
In my life, you to execute

I do not ask you to change
My water into red wine
But transform my taste buds
That colorless will hint as wine

I do not ask you to multiply
My loaves, but that me
And mine never go hungry
Or ever disown the weary

I do not ask you for powers
To walk on the roaring sea
But that I will have the luxury
Of a friend, my woes to see

Not a magic that I expect
You to quickly act upon
But a miracle that I yearn
In my life, you to execute

Henry Victor 20.05.2001