Circles

Simulation, tale or dream,
all together hear a scream.
What is real? and would we know?
If it landed on our nose?

If eyes could see all that’s there,
would we dare? or even care?
Formed realities are touched,
fabricated, to feel rough!

It will seem to feel quite tough,
yet transforms to smoky puffs.
Will true knowledge be exposed?
Can we open eyes that closed?

Meditate, inhaling peace,
with intentions underneath.
Will we ever gain control?
Can we clear our tainted soul?

Can we swim free in the breeze?
Will we embrace unity?
Second chances turn the key,
liberates humanity.

One encounter at a time,
free all thoughts to ease the mind.
Simple measures all can find,
answers transform dark to kind.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy

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  1. Β«One encounter at a time,
    free all thoughts to ease the mind.
    Simple measures all can find,
    answers transform dark to kind.Β»

    this stanza kissed my spiritπŸ™Œβœ¨
    sublimeπŸ’ŽπŸ’–

  2. β€œSimulation, tale or dream,
    all together hear a scream.
    What is real? and would we know?
    If it landed on our nose?” -I love this perfect stanza!! This whole piece is truly sublime. What a beautifully weaved work of magic, well done πŸ€—πŸ–€βœ¨

  3. Second chances turn the key..so true πŸ‘Œ thank you, Grace for one more stunning piece πŸ‘ŒπŸ§©

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