What?!

I have this rhyme in my head that I cannot place. It began with a soft melody I heard in my minds ear. Then the word:

"I never thought I was a delicate soul"

It seemed more like a confession then an actual lyric, but it fits so neatly to the cords playing in my head. It seems like something worth remembering. It gives me the feeling of connection, an embodiment of rescue, of life, of belonging. The kind of belonging that is with out physical form. Something that manifest itself in the realm of the mythological window. Pluss followed by the words below, flowing on bird calls:

"I can sketch and draw from the faces that I see. Blessed with some divine power, given to me. Capturing the creatures and their beauty..."

There it stops. But it gotta be from some song or something I have heard. Or perhaps it is my heart making up rhymes again. This is strange, but no stranger then the lives we lead. Life is a mystery we unravel as the day turns.

I often wondered it there was more to life that what fits neatly in with the rules of physic. what Lies beyond the light? As beyond the speed of light, the Newtonian realm does not apply. Is this where magic is sought, where the greatest of powers are evoked?