Own

Life is my fast horse,
I crackle the whip.
As it gallops by,
I feel the fresh wind.

Closing tired eyes,
my mouth running dry,
quench thirst with one bite,
feel my spirit rise.

Enjoying the ride,
no need to steer it.
My soul as the guide,
our path is now lit.

Inner passion writes
my infinite tale.
Creating a life,
while raising the sail.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy