Role Rehearsal

Day has passed the halfway mark toward its end
and I’m on the mend once again,
having been terrorized in my dreams for a fortnight,
piecing together the shattered mirror
superficially distorting my image

And all the while I feed on potentialities,
observed in much the same way a well-groomed garden
cannot be denied praise in the naked eye

And I’m aghast with speculations of distrust
in the natural order of the ageing process
and its effect on the maturing mind
accepting wisdom as a gift to those fortunate few
who can accept life and death
the inevitable release into the hands of a loving God

Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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