Theatre of the Dock

I had a magical experience on a dock the other day. I felt almost like I was behind the scenes of a grand theatre with rigging and curtains and puppets and backdrops. On stage is the perfection, the light, the facade, what they want you to see. But behind the scenes, in the wings, is the dark, the dust, the sweat, the discarded costumes and props, the gathering of something about to be born. It touched the child in me who ached, who aches for that world. And it reminded me, again, that creativity is everywhere.