Clears

What goes up,
must come down,
even clowns,
can own frowns,
just like snakes,
shed their skin,
letting go
of old sins.

Black and white,
can shade grays,
opposites,
fun at play,
skip around,
sun or rain,
add great ease,
to dull pain.

Find True Self,
in your eyes,
release all,
worn disguise,
look beyond,
what is shown,
opaque paths,
start to glow.

Mope or fly,
laugh and cry,
this whole world,
is a ride,
feed the good,
just decide,
to hold light,
at your side.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy

Originally Published on July 12, 2021

56 thoughts on “Clears

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  1. Love how your compared both sides and the grey in the middle of life challenges, Grace.

    Your last verse “Mope or fly, this world is a ride” is beautifully rendered truth. Love your poem in its entirety. Spectacular!

  2. An inspiring poem, Grace! Your verses like look beyond, what is shown, opaque paths, start to glow… are just awesome 👍💖

  3. This whole world is a journey, that is why feeding the good must be our priority to enjoy this journey called life.

    As always, it is a pleasure to read you, friend Grace.

  4. Sometimes the ride is a calm float on a lazy river….sometimes it’s an out of control roller coaster. But we hang on tight and keep on riding. Beautiful flow and message in this piece, Grace! 💞💞💞

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