A Rondell for Tina Packer and all who love Shakespeare and Company
This Rose trips softly through our deepest night, Whispering her truths from Shakespeare’s day; Our voices and our bodies find a way To move the echoing sky, and to excite
This house of mirth, to argue, play and fight On stages that can heal, restore, and pray; This Rose is longing with us through the night, Caressing us with truth from Shakespeare’s day;
She asks ‘How should we act?’ and take delight In what life means, works with us so we may Connect our hearts’ desire with what we say,
And influence community for right; Our Rose sings of adventure through the night, New England truths, still bright, from Shakespeare’s day.