Beneath the velvet curtains’ gentle sway,
A world awakens, hidden from the day,
Where shadows dance in whispered tones,
And every heart finds its own.

The actors breathe life into ancient lore,
Their voices echo, forevermore,
In every pause, a universe is spun,
A silent exchange between the none.

Lights paint dreams upon the stage,
A canvas of emotions, raw and sage,
Each scene a tapestry, rich and bold,
Stories of love, of courage told.

As the final bow draws near,
The echoes linger, pure and clear,
In the theatre’s heart, memories reside,
A testament to the souls who tried.