Maestro
By: Ronin_46
My life feels fragile.
Like so many scenes caught in sugar glass.
Like any moment the rain will start to fall
and I will lose my structure.
Or the wind will blow and topple me over.
Like all my efforts
are for the purpose of keeping upright and dry . . .
never for finding some more solid substance.
Like the piano in the background
is the start of the final song,
not the middle of the overture
as I might have so naively hoped.
Like the singers are just waiting
for their time to shine
in the dirge that will sound the end.
Like this grand orchestra,
this great chorus,
this brilliant piece of music . . .
is being played with no conductor.
No Maestro to lead the way.
tell me what you think about it . . .
By: Ronin_46
My life feels fragile.
Like so many scenes caught in sugar glass.
Like any moment the rain will start to fall
and I will lose my structure.
Or the wind will blow and topple me over.
Like all my efforts
are for the purpose of keeping upright and dry . . .
never for finding some more solid substance.
Like the piano in the background
is the start of the final song,
not the middle of the overture
as I might have so naively hoped.
Like the singers are just waiting
for their time to shine
in the dirge that will sound the end.
Like this grand orchestra,
this great chorus,
this brilliant piece of music . . .
is being played with no conductor.
No Maestro to lead the way.
tell me what you think about it . . .
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doxie:
Hey, thanks for commenting on my new set! 
tragique:
Um, why did Sheena post my email on your profile? I know it was almost a year ago, and it was on my bday lol