Her slips and falls
caused many laughs,
disdained by all,
she changed her path.

Led by instinct,
turned left to right,
each step distinct,
emitting light.

Feeling unsure
but not for long,
she felt assured
her soul steered strong.

A mountain top
headed uphill.
Finally stopped
to then sit still.

Great pictures flashed
before her eyes,
explained her crash
and reason why.

Exposed her to
how life should be,
clearing her view,
set her heart free.

She took a stand
fulfilled with grace.
A faithful hand
caressed her face.

Composed each day
hearing her guides.
Love leads the way
source by her side.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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  1. Wow, what a spiritually uplifting poem! Brilliantly done. How you do this everyday with so much consistency and commitment inspires and astonishes me. So well-penned!

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