Firm step.

Slowly, lingering, our minds and hearts go tracing the lines to 

sketch the characters we put up on the great play that is our life.

Yes, we might be light-handed, but the lines are unique.

Yes, we might be trembling, but we are drawing with pens.

And our surface is the only one

but to fill it out, if we ever do,

well it takes a life-time