Saturday, 29 January 2011

Pantomime

Four of our five were in our local drama group's pantomime tonight, playing two stall holders, a thief and a dancing girl.  Steph and I leant together, bursting with pride at their poise and presence.  I glory at the creation of this beautiful flesh that is us, but not us.  Not just on stage, but at the breakfast table, I am spellbound by their uniqueness. We are not even the archer, only the bow, and the arrow has all the wonder of flight ahead.

2 comments:

  1. What a beautiful uplifting post Geves...

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  2. Thank you Susan. I was being a bit self-indulgent but it really was a lovely moment. x

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