The Waiting Arena

In the depths of the arena, a stage is set, A ring of anticipation, where heroes are met. The lights, a canopy of expectation high, Cast shadows on the seats, where dreams go by. The ropes, a boundary 'twixt courage and fear, Where warriors will soon shed sweat and tears. The silence is a heavy, palpable thing, A moment's pause before the battle's ring. The few who wait, a handful of the brave, Prepare for the clash, the test they will have. Their footsteps echo, a solitary sound, As they ready the space, where legends are found. The empty seats, a sea of potential might, Await the roar, that will soon ignite. The calm before, a moment of serene peace, Before the storm, that the arena will release.