Peek behind the curtain.
Am I the wizard you expected?
Control never looked so tentative,
a bit of mystery,
but not bigger than life—
small, but able,
plain, but willing.
Draw back the curtain.
Are you the one with the ruby-red slippers,
who can click home whenever,
while I twist dials, draw strings,
do things that need doing—
disappointed, but determined,
misjudged, but committed.
Move past the curtain.
Am I the cog you expected?
The system is bigger than me,
but I’m here,
doing what I must—
insecure, but passionate,
diminutive, but necessary.
Pull aside the curtain.
Am I the wizard you expected?
In this odd land of
wonder and obligation,
promise and jeopardy,
ordinary miracles can come, perhaps,
from everyday people.
~~Lilly Green
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