In the canvas of existence, colors swirl beyond the lines,
Where logic seeks to tread, the spirit of magic deftly declines.
A symphony of hues, a dance of light and shadow's play,
Remind us that the wondrous cannot be planned, day by day.

So gaze upon this spectacle, let your soul be drawn,
To the allure of the unplannable dawn.
For in the quest for magic, the logic we must forgo,
To behold the miracles that on unplanned paths do show.