Flags hang day and night,
to symbolize hope.
Hopes swiftly fly high,
held by thin sheer ropes.

Ropes made of sharp thorns,
cut worn callused hands.
Hands become so scorned,
as knowledge expands.

Expands pure power,
kept hidden inside.
Inside the tower,
where energies hide.

Hides what scared egos,
refuse to accept.
Accept, bright light flows,
dismiss all the rest.

The rest fills up needs,
a balancing act.
Acts done without greed,
ensures love attracts.

Attracts a new path,
opens many roads.
Roads lead to success,
new journeys unfold.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written in response to Crimson Creative Challenge # 221, hosted by Crispina Kemp

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  1. Such a wonderful poem so beautifully shared as we continue on our journeys through the “ropes of thorns”. Great imagery Grace! ❣️
    ‘Ropes made of sharp thorns,
    cut worn callused hands.
    Hands become so scorned,
    as knowledge expands.”

  2. Exquisitely crafted, dear Grace. The detail and the meaningful message throughout is a treat to read. Amazingly done as always, my friend πŸ€πŸ€—

  3. Wonderful interlace/balancing of qualities (knowledge, ego, needs, greed) Versus faith (hope, enegies, without greed, balance).
    Really introspective piece, Grace. Awesome.

  4. This is a gorgeous piece, Grace. It’s beautifully penned, and I love the way the lines flow into each other, with the last word being the first word of the following verse. Is there a name for this type of poetry? It’s very effective. Xx πŸ˜ŠπŸ’–

    1. I’m so happy you enjoyed it, Ellie. Thank you so much, my friend. I’m not sure of what the name for this form is. Truly appreciate your kind response. Have a fabulous day.πŸ’•

  5. Beautifully done, and I love the way this style carries the ideas from one to the next. It flows so wonderfully! πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’ž

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