Written By: Anna Bryant
the music is over.
The costumes have been stored away.
The rushing voices are silent.
Nothing but the ghosts of what has been remain.
Set has been demolished leaving nothing but a stage.
Now what is there for me?
An empty stage.
Filled with the history of the past
WIth the full potential of the new.
What is the next story to be told?
The great minds
All who understood the pains of the theater.
Who were they to know?
All bring something new to the stage.
People make the story.
History, creation, art.
Art which touches the heart of mankind.