Wednesday 26 January 2011

Mother Stage

Each night a new day, no guilt, no fear.
Disappointment is unknown because I am but just born.
Baptised in pools of light and the tears of onlookers relaxing on red velvet
I stand here clean, innocent for a time.

All humanity cleansed through my eyes, the eyes of a child,
Brand new, no scars, unjaded by surviving lies.
Precious moments live lifted off the page,
Nothing lost, still time to win.

All the world watches while life lives in the reflections of patrons.

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