Isn't Life Magical?

We all keep writing about social issues, modern era, politics and many other stigmas that affect our tech savvy mind or the essentials to live a comfortable life but when do we ponder over the magic that we live in, every moment. Amidst these highly intellectual discussions and debates I feel lost and simply yearn to ask, “Isn’t life magical?” We have evaluated theories about everything, even death but what about the theories of heart, of feelings?

Whenever I see the beach at night, basking in the light of stars and moon, I walk barefoot on sand, I wonder...
Whenever I see waves creating havoc, coming to the shore and then going back calmly merging again into that sea, I wonder....
Whenever I see the sun rising from unknown and then receding back again to an unknown, I wonder...
Whenever I see a life being born and that first glimpse of awe and happiness on the mother’s face, I wonder….

Whenever I see a life lost and merged into the unsolved black hole, destination of which no one knows, I wonder….
Whenever my heart feels all different kinds of emotions, from where they emerge from I know not, I wonder...

I wonder at this loss of humanity that seems to be etching our hearts where the feelings are dying and we have become robotic or rather mechanical in our pursuits. Is it necessary that people get killed for religion, geographical rights, power and assertion of laws and demented thoughts?

Can’t we prompt, advise, remind, cajole each other to transform our negativity and come out from this mirage of ruthlessness and rather than making compulsive compromises, breathe for once basking in the beauty around?