My hand slowly reaches out
A mixture of fear and anticipation preside
A slightest tremble I can feel in my arms
I continue to force my hand toward it
Waiting for a miracle
Waiting for it to scar me
I have no clue what to expect
Yet, I press on, onward to my objective
I must do this; it had bothered me for too long.
My tiny hand fully outstretched
I reach it.

Flip the switch,
The room lights up instantly.
"WOOOOW!" I gasped
"How does this work?" I inquired
But the answer to that I did not hear
For it was magic
And magic it still is.