Invisible tears that spill from sad eyes,
no invitations,
or reasoning why.
Inaudible screams can sometimes be heard,
filled with hidden fears,
that may sound absurd.
Internal worries can at times take place,
crumbling inside,
yet displaying grace.
One never knows what another holds in,
stop pointing out flaws,
judging foreign sins.
Remember that others reflect for you,
projections you make,
ignite what comes through.
Try being a friend, distributing love,
allow your presence,
to shine from above.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy