Magic is all around us. As rational beings we are inclined to seek answers for everything to a deep enough level that we are satisfied, and then magic becomes science and we stop appreciating it. Fire was magic once, before we understood it. So was lightning; then we harnessed it and made it work for us and called it electricity.

Life, and love, are magic too. Even if we understand them to a degree, they are still magical. All of this is.