The Summer Breeze

An epic play depicting the surrection of an ancient shrine of the Pacific. In the midst of the consecration, there lies the story of a band of friends, a duel chess match; and so forth...

The Summer Breeze

Bago:  One summer’s eve night, a night for certain flight and right!

Grego:  We flight to right and write in thin sight

Drago:  Ha ha, ho ho, hughh ohhhh

Bago:  Not in beauty here in hindsight, check the knight and one to flight!

Grego:  Upon a stillness, a move, with but one move, but one groove

Drago:  Not a move in upon a certain sight/for thine move is right not upon good flight!

Grego:  In midst upon thine sacred night, to move to right, and check to flight!

Bago:  Then good mate upon this stillness sight not upon one, or thy sacred night!

            For what riddance is thou a certain flight, not upon what is right, night upon good knight!

            In thy heavenly sight, one move, one right!

Drago:  In a midst they seem a passing good right, but not one for one, in stillness sight!

Bago:  In stillness sight! Then one passing good right!

Grego:  In supposition to thy position for what right to incision

Bago:  Mate good fate to seem, now off from thy beam

            Now in a calendar seem/now free from thy beam

Grego:  And if my next move not free from one groove

Bago:  Now in a calendar seem/now free from thy beam

            But check to the next/sudden flex/to knights rex

            And thy board now shown, sown, now to own

Grego:  Now a calendar move

Bago:  Check mate/good groove/good night and good flight/now lost in sacred night

            For is sown to me is they cage set free

            Now what is seen to be

            In light’s essence to sea

Grego:  In twist a calendar move toward what can and will groove

Drago:  But not in one groove to one move we shall choose

 

Greene:  And sir mate to your fate/not a twist to thy fate/good mate/check mate

Bluene:   Hughh/ hummm, good mate/huhhh/ check, mate!

Greene:  To a newer seal mate

Drago:  In twist now in fate

             Of a new move and new groove.

            Now one to achieve

            For a presence in sight

           the night’s 

           warm summer breeze, for this night is right

           and right now in sight!

 

The Beach

Bago:  Now to shift and stick em

            Shift em/and lift em

           Gotta certain stack em

          Oh lift em/I stack em

 

Bogo:  Now a time of resurrection, affection, surrection.

Drago:  He’s got a stronger movement

              Stronger and longer!

 

 

Bird 1:  Twist and rip and shift

           One twist/one shift

 

The Beach

Bago:  Not guilt can twist and shift em

            I surrect em/ I shift em!

 

Pavilion Setting

Greene:  Now, the night in rift is seen

Shata:     Your seen/ big scene

Greene:   Then my scene is your scene

 

Piko:   To care to share to stare

Bago:  Come sit and reason

            For tis not thy single season…

           Could I now move in certain groove

Piko:   Your move or his move!!!

The church chorus and Bago:  That is our better move!!!

 

The Cathedral

Bago:  To this a twist in heat and pool

Spiko:  Here for you to heavenly woe

Bago:   Then watch I as I heavenly woe

             To woe on you to end in pool

 

 

Scene 2

 

The church:  Now back into the forest shift

Bago: To sift and shift

           upon a forest lift

The state:  Even brighter than/ the state’s loyal shift

The Enchanted Forest

Bago:  Now a final move in position/perhaps the next transition

            A rope of turn and twist

            Lock knot from…the twist

The Church:  Fixed in lower quota

                        Not in heaven’s quota

Drago:  Taketh now bredran

              Move hip and lock to session

              Good fruit to thy ingestion

               Medal to resurrection!

Guava tree:  (silence)

Fern:  (silence)

Vine:  (silence)

 

Drago’s Dwelling

Drago:  Now unzip to ring?

              One thing but one thing

Shata:   Then take heed to thy fruit/ I bring

Bago:    Thy fruit he bring and one doth sing…

 

Bago’s Mom:  Is that you my fat bear/get in the chariot from over there

Bago:  Mom mom mom mum mom!!!

 

The Beach

Dog 1:  Bago’s doing quite well on thy new fishpond

Dog 2:  For the people here it’s much more than a pond

Sand:   How tis it in thine this certain time

Bago:  Tis doth thy voice to heed thy choice

            But a middle choice a middle voice

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Scene 3

Grego:   Lets jump into a simple plot

                To turn Drago into a soil lot

 

Kego:     I’m in I’m in could both of us win

                His eyes our prize

              To Drago’s demise

 

The Road

Grego:  Hey good Drago, tis the day upon you

              Now ride with me boy, you just you

                I have my accomplish Kego too

Drago:  Hey Grego and Kego, how are you two?

Grego:  To thy market’s end let eat my friend

Drago:   I have some gems, lets eat my friends

 

The Market

Deatha:  Drago soft soul I’m here to take toll

                  Are you ready to pass as a merry ole soul

                  I’m here to take thy life

                  And I’ll take it twice

 

 

 

 

Drago:     Where am I now, tis it thy sacred night?

                 I thirst for water or I’ll lose thy life

Kupa:    Come with me good Drago

                 Not upon a good life.

 

Medi:    Not upon thy life just check him more than twice!!!

Drago:   Not conscious good med, now thy sacred night.

               

Drago:   And now a prisoner to life, but what doth my life?

                From thy market to empty space

                So terror can save face

                Not video past trace

                Could be thy place