New Circle

Involved yet excluded,
with connections I make.
Always feel secluded,
but refuse to play fake.

Searching for loyal friends,
seems like an endless task.
No pretense or defense,
worn disguises, unmasked.

Sharing deep inner views,
may attract more like minds.
Forever being true,
trustworthy also kind.

Billions of soul siblings,
care for one giant world.
Busy with rivaling,
dark venom often hurled.

Seeking a tight circle
where love and peace expand.
Bonds that are eternal
cheering praise and advance.

Envisioning a pack,
wearing smiles filled with ease,
walking a bright lit path,
filled with wins and great peace.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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  1. I feel this. Too. A search that comes with living life. For real. I don’t mind anymore. Something about the challenge is what makes life so much more interesting.

  2. That’s such a beautiful poem, Grace. I love and share with this poem the experience of close and deep connections with a close circle of good friends and loved ones. Such a beautiful poem resonating within on a beautiful afternoon. Love it, my friend. ❀️❀️

  3. This is so meaningful! For some reason it brought to mind the image of piecing together a puzzle in life as the lines went on and came to that pivotal moment at the end that is yearned for by many. Love it! βœ¨πŸ’›

  4. this is such a beautiful poem Grace and I appreciate the connection and soul sisterhood we share here in our visits! πŸ’–πŸ’– Thank you dear friend. πŸ™

  5. This is so beautiful, Grace! There’s nothing more special than being around people who you’re really close to and have a deep connection with. I’m sure you’ll find the right people at the right time. When you do, don’t let go! You’ve got a wonderful soul, Grace, which reflects in your writings. You have a lovely day ❀❀

    1. Thanks so much, AB. That’s so nice of you to say and I absolutely agree with you on the right people entering and departing our lives at the right time. I truly appreciate your kind support.πŸ’•

  6. Fortunate are those who have a close circle of true friends. A thoughtful piece with a beautiful pic. Loved itπŸ˜ŠπŸ’–

  7. So honestly and beautifully expressed. We feel the need to be around people we love, we long to belong. The urge to belong needs an open armed acceptance too!

      1. I have learnt through burning my hand in proverbial fire, that to be our own best friend is key. πŸ˜‰πŸ™πŸ»

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