Darkness lifts like a curtain
Raised to the rooftop
Of palladium
A stage

Dancers, jugglers, seers and wanderers
Mill around in their thousands
Wondering who will speak
On that day

Mumbling and speculation
Fill the open sky with heat
Distress and devastation
Trampled under feet

No authoritative voice resounds
The cacophany dies to a whisper
The only words recited 'tween
The lover and the listener