You play the role of sacred witness
to all the parts of me that
Clamour and clamber to the surface
Desperate to be seen
You are the most gracious of audiences
Your gaze attentive
As each role unfurls before you
Demanding attention akin
to all three year olds
Mommy/Daddy, look at me, look at me
And you lovingly embrace my totality
With a standing ovation
Throwing roses
Smiling and shouting
Bravo! Encore! Encore!