The Stage

It is completely dark. No soul dares to whisper For even a sigh would break the silence. It is completely still. No mirth is portrayed here But all understand how afire we truly are. A light shines down; One single, exuberant light incandesces Piercing through the darkness like a merciless blade. One light stands alone As do I, now entering the stage Out of the darkness; into the light. I can see nothing But the light, distant and exuberant Like an eclipse against a vast, forgotten world Carefully, eerily watching me, Following my every move precisely and Creating behind me a loyal shadow of uncertainty, For all are waiting. This instant is extraordinary. The magic of this moment Speaks through each and every heart. But at this instant I am no longer myself And must become a person I am not.