Stage.

Spotlight, one strikes the floor

Tearing through the noise

Center stage, everything is pure

Thick crowd in a trance

Warmth painting my skin

Destiny glowing on my face

Light movements like poetry

Feeling the rhythm inside me

Strength in time and space

Beauty and glory in madness

Home is what I feel in this state

Passion surges through me

Adventure burns away my doubt

Storytelling is the method

Changing hearts is the goal

Opening up to the world

Watching it open up to me.

N.M