With lowered eyes
and a hushed mouth,
silence my sighs,
while in mid route.
Plastered smiles fly,
push sorrows down.
Happy disguise,
covers deep frowns.
Frantic inside,
loud voices shout,
hurt and chastised,
in and throughout.
Draw breath in tight,
knees hit the ground,
faith flows up high,
angelic sounds.
Sweat beads baptize,
hopes swirl around,
wishes arise,
dissolving clouds.
Stop to revise
regrets and doubts.
Life provides light,
that clear and sprout.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy