What goes up
must come down,
even clowns
can own frowns,
even snakes
shed their skin,
letting go
all old sins.
Black and white
can shade grays,
opposites
fun at play,
skip around
sun and rain,
adding ease
to all pain.
Find True Self
in your eyes,
releasing
your disguise,
look beyond
what is shown,
opaque paths
start to glow.
Mope or fly,
laugh and cry.
This whole world
is your ride.
Feed the good
just decide,
to hold light
by your side.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy