We walked through the doors into the new world
icy blue coolness greets the tired mind
laced metal painted trees limbs lit from within
empty seats beckon to come forth
stay a spell and watch this world of illusion,
where things aren’t always what they seem.
This brave new world of another land
so far away created in the mind of a master,
brought to life in word and motion
I am a part of the scene
I am here at last.
Childhood dreams spent between faded pages,
seven separate volumes tucked into the magic box
and page by page turned as I fell within
the wardrobe always knew I’d return.
We spin through the lights as it all unfolds,
each face and intonation weaves its spell-
and as the lights return
whisking us back into the now
I am sorry to leave
yet feeling the lightness of the gift given
in the place of wonder
I have become whole.
Last night the Mr. and I went to see a local production at the theater of The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe. It seats 90 people and was a full house. Enchanting play with lively dancers and children who easily moved into their roles as if they had become the characters. Such fun and a great way to spend an evening. Kudos to them and I thank each one for their inspiration. The Venice Theater, what an awesome time.