Light Presence

Up on a tree,
or in the sea,
flying so free,
like honey bees.

Floats all through town,
look all around,
like happy clowns,
removes sad frowns.

All that I am
seen as a scam,
maybe a ram,
or tender lamb.

But what is true,
always comes through,
creates new views,
filled with bright hues.

I am the all,
that never falls,
both big and small
blessings befall.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on October 24, 2021

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  1. A blessed poem indeed… Your outstanding lines:.
    *..what is true, always comes through”*
    — is the best personal anthem anyone can have in life, I think.
    Nicely done, Grace, truly. Amen!

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