I celebrate the stage, the grand, unfolding earth, Where voices rise like the dawn’s first light, And bodies move with the wind’s own freedom, Dancing in the sunlight of human soul and story.
I sing of the actor—hero, dreamer, mirror— Who stands amid the chorus of life’s endless song, With eyes aflame with the fire of possibility, Breathing life into words as the rivers breathe the sea.
O, the thrill of the moment—eyes locking, hearts racing, The universe opening in a single breath, And in that breath, the world transforms, And every soul is lifted, renewed, reborn.
Let us praise the craft that unites us— The art that makes us feel alive, For in acting, we find the vastness of ourselves, And celebrate the endless, boundless human spirit.
