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Magic is that breath never quite caught, Flowing always just behind the scenes, And only glimpsed when sought. The spirits of the past and present call out to those with the ears to hear. The worlds of the Kami and Mankind are not far apart, and perhaps the border is only in the mind. Primarily this was intended to be a collection of poetry inspired by and retelling some stories from Japanese Mythology and feeling the path of Shinto generated while working on my first novel. However, it has become much more. Meditate upon the poems and a flower unfolds slowly before your eyes, allowing a glimpse into a world unseen.