this is not so easy to define
a quality like this
almost too ephemeral as to be invisible
except our senses do feel it
our brains register it
there is magic in the air
and our eyes
so accustomed to what is ordinary
are momentarily nonplussed
what could it be
we wonder
that holds us captive so
and someone like you
flutters by on wings
apparently
like an angel
and we know
finally
though we may not understand
what special means
just who in the physical universe
defines that foreign word