Every question calls another,
each new thought expands much further.
Pondering on reasons why,
still no response satisfies.
Curiosity takes over,
hopeful heart in need of closure.
Releasing every unknown,
doubting every answer blown.
Constant voice asks who?, what?, where?
calling for unwanted cares,
opening various doors,
resolutions search for more.
When will inquiries just stop?
How could insecurities drop?
By believing what is shown,
trusting inner sacred zones.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Six psychological masters
What why where how when who
Very enjoyable piece , beautifully weaved😊♥️♥️
So glad to hear you liked it. Thanks so much, my friend .💕❤️💕
I love how it begins with questioning these intriguing questions, and concludes with such a beautiful answer! A marvelous composition, Grace!
That’s so nice to hear, Aaysid. Thanks so much💕❤️💕
My pleasure.🙂❤
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The last line is especially thoughtful and intriguing, “trusting inner sacred zones.”
Glad you liked it. Thanks so much.💕❤️💕
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A wonderful poem, dear Grace. Imagery and feelings are outstanding. Resontes deeply, and the last two lines say it all. Beautiful. 💖💖
Thanks so much, Jeff. I am so glad you enjoyed it.💕❤️💕
You’re most welcome, Grace. Always. 💖💖
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Divine and powerful. Loved it!!
So happy you enjoyed. Thanks so much.💕❤️💕
This poem is close to my heart. Questions are many, but answers lie within. Well penned, Grace👌👌💖
So glad you enjoyed, my friend.Thanks so very much .💕❤️💕
Most welcome, Grace 💖
Grace, you have great talent. Thank you for sharing it with the world.
That is so sweet of you Jonathan. Thanks so very much.💕❤️💕