We rise together
To face each new day
Floating as if in a dream
Preparing the roles
We’re destined to play
Staging our life as a team

One costume thrown on
One packed in a bag
Our nakedness cries to be shown
The script has been learnt
Their lines falling flat
Which voice do we call our own?

Meandering steps
Blocking without care
Nervousness aches to be born
The hours divided
Between here and there
A focus distracted and torn

A final bell rings
One day nears its close
Another about to begin
A mad frenzied rush
An inner peace flows
A switchover deep within

As the curtain is drawn
A quiet hush descends
Watch as we rise from the page
The magic and wonder
Our sanity depends
On playing, our world is a stage

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