3 August 2012

All the world's my stage, My theatre: the sky, Director may say 'Leap', And I reply, 'How high?'

People are my audience, The sun and moon, my lights, An every-day sort-of actor, Without the mask and tights.

My props? They're all around me. My voice projecting wide, My script is laden in my mind, A fixed script is denied.

Life is where I'm acting, My life a theatre, I'll climb until direction stops, Until I reach top tier.

HeatherAnneLife's A Theatre. • Opuss № I