What Is Life? A question of life's reflection in harmonious soliloquy

©Shers Gallagher

What is life but a whisper of greatness to be born,
a one-act meant to be played out till the curtain falls
and we are no more than fleeting shadows
cast upon the barren walls.
Some may boast life to be a tandem affair.
I say to you that mine has always been a soliloquy.
Yet, do not quote me,
for I confess this only in an honest hour.
Take good care then not to upstage your fellows,
as there's always room for everyone to shine
within these dimensions of clarity.
Granted, some do shine more brightly
with their songs and dance and magic acts
performed until the sun sets swiftly upon the horizon,
and only roses are left to wilt upon the stage.
So, please learn to bow gracefully,
for there's no encore,
only the belief that cloaks the heart
with the off-chance that it may have been mistaken after all.
What is life then
if nothing more than a brief whisper that encounters
others souls and colours up our being more richly
than a rainbow's glow across a cloudless sky.

Poet: Shers Gallagher
Reader: Rob Bitter

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