Herein you will find excerpts from a play I wrote when I was in my twenties.  I had spent the summer reading and rereading the plays of Shakespeare.  One day I was overcome with wonder as to how one man could have generated so many vivid characters.  Later I went out to Central Park and sat down in a pensive mood beneath the great statute of King Jagiello of Poland, staring out across the little pond and to the open stage of the Delacourte theater.  With the question on my mind about Shakespeare's creativity, I imagined Shakespeare walking out onto the theater's stage and declaring, "Let the round globe listen!" and then these words, approximately as I reconceived them later: "And enter in / to my play of light and shadowed passions / Drawn forth from the silences of my heart."  I realized then very profoundly that all of Shakespeare's characters were conceived and brought forth out of his heart -- that they all reflected a semblance of his own being.  Simultaneously, or thereabouts, I imagined his dying and calling all of his characters as living beings back into his heart.  Then, slightly more self-aware, I realized I had just had an idea for a marvelous play in itself.  I wrote and rewrote this playing, expanding it each time.  I don't know if I've finished it yet but I'm happy to share excerpts from it here in this special "chapel" of excerpts from the play.