Curtain Call

The Theatre of our lives

Be it a performance real

Quest and pursuit ne’er conceal

Be it of vision, and a knowing wise

Love, faith, truth, beyond demise

Be it staged, spontaneous, ever in revelation

Each breath of BEING in the NOW celebration

Imagine, envision, dream the dream awake

Yours is a role not another can take

Curtain Call, Bravo, Bravo be it heard

Within your heart pulsing be passion’s word

The prize, the trophy, to bear your name

You in fulfillment of the players game

You in fulfillment of the players game.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York