I am Born to the Theatre

I touch drama enveloped around me.
Those curtains part with anxiety.
We are real life in a mimic.
I am able to screech pain,
paint happiness,
We are expressions on faces.
We look at the audience as if they were
a garden in fatigue,
I am woven into the spotlights,
drenched with the readiness
to charge at my lines.
My shadow weighs an actress,
I sponge my hands over the masks and become

Through the 3rd Eye was supported in its inception by the Grand Rapids Humanities Council and is currently made possible by continued volunteer effort and private support. Copyright 2013.