Today I plant
a seed that grows,
magical grant
infinite flow.
Reap what I sow,
lucky tomorrow.
The breeze will blow
the path I follow.
The sprouted seed
transforms to light,
creates good deeds
provides insight.
A little spark
expanding grace,
that clears the dark
shines bright through space.
Comforting touch
caressed with love.
Emotions clutch,
protective glove.
All sins exhaled,
take off the veil.
Pure joy inhaled,
enjoy the sail.
– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy