Bold ego caught,
doubts set and staged.
Inner fight fought,
mind runs enraged.
Opaque thoughts,
heart feels encaged.
Endless distraught,
sanity waged.
Confidence sought,
harmony paged.
Self kindness taught,
deep fears assuaged.

Magical sight,
love underlies.
Hues of soft light,
brush heavy eyes.
Touch eases fright,
heals silent cries.
Aura so bright,
peaceful surprise.
Joys take full flight,
hopes reach the sky.
Life feels alright,
euphoric rise.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Written for FFFC #221 hosted by Fandango

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  1. Love how your words illustrated the “euphoric rise” of your last line. Beautifully said, Grace! πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’ž

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