Simcha on Stage

When the lights go dim
Does it mean that the acting can finally begin?
Can another side suddenly shine through
This facade of me, or perhaps a reflection of you?

Your smile, your shine, your glistening glow,
Underneath the makeup and costume, does anyone know?
Can anyone assume, or can they tell?
As far as I can see, I performed my part well...

But when the lights go up, and the curtain is drawn,
Can this radiant smile and ringing laugh go on?
The face that was pretending, can it really last?
Or will it simply fade into a memory of the past?

I wish to be what you all think of me
I think maybe I am there, playing it honestly
And maybe the facade has reached into my heart
Can it be, I am no longer simply playing the part?

The script memorized, are the very words I echo and speak
Words, conversations, enthusiasm and joy repeated week after week
The Director Above has directed me in ways I have never known
And after tonight, I hope that He is smiling in His Throne.

I know I keep posting similar themed poems about plays and the like.. there is a good reason for it. One, production is now! Two, this life is a stage, and we are here to perform in order to perfect ourselves for the World to Come. If we smile bright enough and reflect joy to others, Hakadosh Baruch Hu takes note. He sees every smile, every kind word and adds it to His calculation. Were you a star? Are you the center of the spotlight? Perhaps your job is off to the sides, away from center stage? It doesn't matter where you are in the grand scheme of it all, as long as you do your very best where you are put and make the best of it, no matter the troubles, mistakes or slip ups that come with it...
Keep smiling...
Someone Above is smiling with you...