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On Turning 50
Surprised, wondering how I got here,
No longer young, not yet old.
I stand squarely on the stage of my own life,
As if for the first time…
Playing the role that was written
Just for me.
Not knowing what I am going to say next,
But confident I am speaking a script that is being…
Written and directed by my soul,
As I speak.
The Playwright delights in challenging
Me in my role;
Pushing me to shed anything that gets in the way
Of my most authentic performance;
Reminding me of what I love and
What makes me most come alive.
Opening my mouth to speak,
I understand that this play is for me.
I am the only audience that matters.
I applaud loudly as the next act begins.
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