In the whispers of the night, where stars softly gleam,
Lies the truth about magic, woven in a dream.
Atticus speaks of wonders, hidden from plain sight,
Unveiling secrets, in the stillness of the night.

Beneath the moon’s gentle glow, mysteries begin to unfold,
Tales of ancient wisdom, of stories never told.
With every word, a spell is cast, enchanting hearts anew,
The truth about magic, in every verse shines through.

In the dance of shadows, and the breeze that sings,
Atticus reveals the magic, in the simplest of things.
From the rustle of the leaves, to the ripple of the stream,
He shows us how to find, the magic in our dreams.

So listen to the silence, and the stories it may bring,
For the truth about magic, is in everything.
With Atticus as our guide, we learn to see the light,
That magic lives within us, in the day and in the night.