Own

Life is my fast horse,
I crackle the whip.
As it gallops by,
I feel the fresh wind.


Closing tired eyes,
my mouth running dry,
quench thirst with one bite,
feel my spirit rise
.

Enjoying the ride,
no need to steer it.
My soul as the guide,
our path is now lit.


Inner passion writes
my infinite tale.
Creating a life,
while raising the sail.


– Grace Y. Estevez





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