Guiding Messages

They pace close to their magic phone,
awaiting calls from realms unknown.
Pick up receiver, but no tone,
yet grasp that they are not alone.

Instinctively in sacred zones,
standing as still as a hard stone,
feel energy flow through their bones,
shocked eyes are wide, while minds are blown.

Voices they hear are monotoned,
but as intense as a cyclone.
All information that is thrown,
sticks to their core, instantly sewn.

Messages shared are now their own,
along with the deep lessons shown,
all past mistakes have been atoned,
affirming how their hearts have grown.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What do you see #129 April 11, 2022