Tag: consciousness

Flicker

Blink to change what you see,
blink again, roaming free.
Perceptions bounce around,
silly thoughts, now profound.

Blink once more, let things go,
blink and drive with your soul.
Intentions, take the lead,
passing thoughts, sprout like seeds.

Blink to grasp what will be,
blink to gain every key.
Inner light shines and glows,
clear your eyes as you grow.

Blink and breathe nice and slow,
blink and reach high plateaus.
Close your eyes, inhale peace,
exhale love, blow with ease.

Blink to fly in the breeze,
blink and sway like a tree.
Slowly go with the flow,
heal so rips can be sewn.

Blink and gain self control,
blink and fulfill all goals.
Go on a joy filled spree,
as each day provides glee.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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Endlessly

Infinite time,
does not slow
Once delivered,
never goes.
Elevate from
head to toe.
All regrets are
left below.

Sadness falls like
misty snow.
Build a boat
then start to row,
make it strong
enough to tow,
others stuck,
circled by crows.

Infinite times,
comes and flows,
as the breeze,
puckers and blows.
Wisdom does not
always know
how to expand
every glow.

Endless power
always grows,
center stage,
for many shows.
Always reaping
what you sow,
energies form
high plateaus.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

42

Curtains

When life is done, if memories last,
I will hold the good times from my past.
Fond memories, of carried smiles,
euphoric flurries, when laughs ran wild.

Every old road will become slides,
bright carnivals, packed with fun rides,
Possessions owned, now left behind,
for all I worked, I earned my pride.

All lessons learned, fly from their jars,
light up the sky, form shiny stars.
The ugly times will then be buried,
as my soul clears without a worry.

Until that day, I will live well,
creating tales others can tell.
Open my eyes to read my story,
close them once more, relive the glory.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

8

Unveil

Is there a dark truth,
hidden before our eyes?
A deep mystery,
most will love to deny?
Is there a shadow,
lurking for full control?
Are heavy anchors,
grasping desperate souls?

This world is complex,
tough to truly explain.
Always evolving,
but somehow stays the same.
Searching for the truth,
through a great masters lense.
Knowledge is power
offering a defence.

Is life what it seems,
receive all that we take?
Or maybe perceived,
living through what we make?
Will answers appear,
if we patiently wait?
Are all answers good,
if they are left to fate?

This life is a gift,
an adventure with thrills.
Clutching to our hopes,
swallowing like a pill.
Consciousness defined,
by thoughts known as real,
without facts outlined,
guided by what we feel.


– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

8

Iris

Mauve colored filled dreams
haunt my distant mind,
soothing the pressures
encaged deep inside.

Lavender flowers
hold lilac bouquets,
tied intricate knot
secures this display.

Iris enhancements,
perfumed by your hues.
Purple winged angel,
garland made for you.

Free amethyst thoughts
that shine in the sky,
in my heart you lay,
reading with my eyes.

Magenta now leads,
with no lie unseen.
At peace with knowing
you live within me.


– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

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