“No matter what you try to say or do…
you can’t rip the theatre out of me!
Every act, from Act I, to Act II, to Act III,
they were all meant to flow out of me.
Because my eyes are the stage lights
to the stage of my musical heart.
My thoughts are dressed as the cast of characters that are all just bursting with color and emotion!
The curtain of my eyelids rise and the show starts in a flurry of action!
The ensemble ensures deep from the bottom of my lungs,
as the backstage crew climbs my spine, up the ladder rungs.
Final scene takes a deep breath of confidence and contentment.
The next show is tomorrow.”
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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