Given a life full
of luxuries,
she wonders who’s out
to gain a piece.
Searching for some truth
in eyes she sees,
picking few true hearts
that care for free.
Inner fires seem
to all burnout.
No desires, good days
are laced with doubt.
A supplier that pays,
filling all droughts.
Feel required to raise
every account.
Suspicion and ease
settle inside.
Permission for peace
enters her mind.
Condition to please,
finally hide.
Petition to breathe,
tensions subside.
Release bound fables,
and inner pleas.
Looks around,
able to help and see.
Joy is found, stable,
creating keys.
Cutting proud labels,
sets her heart free.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy