Introduction

Who are we to determine the identity of nature?

We deem some events, characteristics, and beings supernatural

The things that lay outside the norm of reality

Sometimes we call it fate, chance, or magic

I would argue that these are as natural as morning sunlight

In fact, that is magic as well

Magic and nature go hand in hand

We can’t control either

We can only see, accept, and love them

One of the most potent ways to see, accept, and love is the word

The poem, the song, the narrative, the love note, the story

A few words can bring about understanding

Walls of water crash onto the deck

The door creaks open

He cries out in pain

The sky is ripped open

Trees whisper secret sussurations

What do you see, what do you feel?

That is the magic of words.