Breathe in, count to three, walk
out to the stage, take
your places. The concert is about to
begin. Look up, smile, the conductor
is ready to cue the orchestra.
Breathe in, count the measures, open
your mouth to sing. You know
the notes, each one a heartstring
thrumming in your chest
before ringing in your ears.
Exhilerating, performing for
those you know. A special joy,
a set-apart privelage. Just
Breathe in, count to three, walk
out to the corridor, take
your place in line. The audience is
on their feet. Smile, it's only
the first half. Enjoy this. You've
waited and longed. The bagpiper
waits, ready to reenter,
playing triumphantly
as you take centerstage
adn bring the walls
to stand at greater attention,
for true passion takes the stage,
own your orchestra.
Breathe in, count to three, here
you are alive.