Puppets

Puppets – that’s what we are
On the largest stage in the world.
We think we hold the controls,
But the truth couldn’t be farther.

We all need to play our parts
In our many assigned roles.
The stage is grander than we know.
We have to be masters of our arts.

The strings holding us together,
The acts that steal the show,
The stories that ebb and flow,
Are all by the Master Puppeteer.

We are all cosmic performers
On a stage that grows and grows,
We will continue until our last hour –
Till the time the curtain falls.