Among the Acts in the theater
that are this great stage play
exists some kind of amazing
amiable flow that we can sustain
grave passage into a relentless furry
for this promised adventure…
only to end up in a monotonous dance
a waltz of darkness.
Fear not – there is always another Act…
the restorative power of consciousness
awakens and expands and again we find
ourselves on the cusp of yet another shift,
where one curtain is closing
while another is swinging open.
© DiAnne Ebejer