What was the last live performance you saw?
The last live performance I saw was the sky,
painting dusk in hues no artist could try.
A mother’s hush, a guitar’s tune,
the wind’s soft waltz beneath the moon
life performs in silence and sound,
its stage is vast, its meaning profound.
There was no curtain call, no applause,
only a quiet pause that gave me cause
to realize: the truest shows are free,
they play in moments we rarely see.
And sometimes, the stars align just so,
in laughter, light, and a soft echo.
Simi says... 