Uplifted to
another realm.
My spirit flew,
my body fell.

A journey though
an unknown place.
A simple view,
a simple space.

Such stable grounds
in shades of gray.
Beyond dark nights,
beyond bright days.

What happens here
is always fair.
Without a fear,
without despair.

An equal zone
of balanced light.
No sticks or stones,
no wrong or right.

Content, at ease,
joy fills each pore.
Feel inner peace,
feel nothing more.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Originally Published on January 4, 2021


Teeter-totters keep him still,
every thought swaying his will,
forming visions of steep hills.
fears and doubts conquer his skills.
His income turn into bills,
constantly needing refills,
never remembering thrills,
self-pity guides his tear spills.

Takes a breath, confidence spills,
instantly feels joyful thrills.
All of his voids are fulfilled,
revenue exceed his bills,
He sharpens all of his skills,
efforts runs way past each hill.
Reaching goals steady at will
balancing life, being still.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy


They say all emotions,
live within the heart,
degrees of devotion
sets each one apart.

A heart pumped by anger,
rejects a soft touch,
relies on an anchor
or revolts too much.

A heart pumped by sadness,
adheres when embraced,
pounds swiftly to gladness,
igniting its pace.

A heart pumped by true love
flutters like a dove
lingering up above
warms souls like a glove.

A heart pumped by pure joy,
gives off neutral hues,
known to quickly destroy
all unwanted views.

They say that all feelings,
dwell deep in the heart.
Embrace inner healing,
balance every part.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy


In between my heart and mind,
lives a voice quite hard to find.
clear to speak from deep inside,
giving truths while being kind

In between my heart and mind,
ample taste for lives designed,
not staying within the lines,
all fun games are undefined

In between my heart and mind,
expired thoughts fall far behind,
choices grasped if so inclined,
tearful eyes strong lights can blind.

In between my heart and mind,
loyal acts are ties that bind,
essence felt become aligned,
past scented times dance entwined.

In between my heart and mind,
inner conflicts are declined,
brilliant wisdom carry shine,
innocence perceived divine

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

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