When you step to the front of the stage and take your final bow, you know that it's done. The thick, wavy curtains promise safety and warmth to an actors soul, like a ray of sunlight in the darkest of rooms. The floor below is cold to the touch but is a sign of balance mentally and physically. The cheer that comes from the crowd flows into just one voice that radiates and creates serenity to the actors worried heart. The lights shine down to illuminate the stage below. The sweat that forever held onto your skin lets go with a glistening glow, and with that, a breath is released as a sign that judgment has passed.

The props above that made things possible swing about like a forever going amusement ride, while the ones below shelter in the dark. After a performance a stage still holds life to a new landmark that has yet to be found. A stage collects memories from those who have had them, and dust from those who have not. The stage is wide, and fills the room with possibilities. The smell is of the wood flooring, that smells antique and comforting to know it still stands.

 When a new actor comes, the stage is now a home. The actor now feels the power to be anything, anyone, or be at anyplace they desire. Whether it’s a soft, luxurious, sandy beach, or an arctic slate of chilled ice, the actor is in control.

 The stage is set. Props fixed at the utmost perfection. The stage is clear and soon the crowed is unseen in the eyes of the actor. All that’s seen, is the burning new life of a masterful new moment, that will forever be held upon the stage and in the hearts of many.
When you step to the front of the stage and take your final bow, you know that it's done.