Await

I will find solace in the end
with no rare views left to defend
.
My heart exposed,
intentions seen,
bringing to light what lives in me
.

A time will come where I shine bright,
all unseen thoughts will come to light
.
Exposing truths,
erasing lies,
unraveling,

negative ties.

I will find solace in the end,
invented tales will simply bend,
falling apart,

repairing hearts,
as meant to be right from the start.


I try my best to live life right,
so I could sleep well through the night,
conscious at ease,

a sense of peace,
sharing the smiles that I receive
.

– Grace Y. Estevez

Improve

A highbrowed turtle,
nuzzled in a tough shell,
emotions once slipped,
but never quite fell.
Smartypants turtle
has nothing to learn,
frowning at others
with her nose upturned.
Experienced a life
of entitled paved ways,
humility ran with
no reason to stay.

One day met her match,
but could not believe,
dung beetle so strong,
was turtle deceived?
So full of powers,
unpleasant to see,
with the simplest form
complex underneath.
She hid in her home,
could not understand,
her eyes were quite wise
no room to expand.

How could this creature
that only ate waste,
have so many skills
and very fine taste?
Confusion set in
trying to engage,
greeting the beetle,
but feeling quite strange.
An intimidation
gave the turtle a tug,
as fear of rejection,
made her scared to be snubbed.

These new emotions
taught turtle how it felt,
from the receiving end
of cards, she once dealt.
Curious to know
what the beetle possessed,
she approached her quickly,
and story expressed.
Dung beetle was kind
sharing all her gifts,
teaching the turtle,
to touch and uplift.

– Grace Y. Estevez

Unity

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


Clear

One last droplet falls.
Centered eye drop for the mind.
Instant clarity.


– Grace Y. Estevez

Listen

The sounds of my thoughts transcend to a sword,
that flaps in my mouth, igniting a war.
It trickles your ears
as my mind you hear
while my sacred knowledge
now conquers your fears.

The sounds of my thoughts are somewhat absurd,
they scream in my head, mute songs mouthed unheard.
Their lyrics are brave
transmitting airwaves
while swaying the doubts
that kept you enslaved.

The sounds of my thoughts I must now accept,
be true to myself, old memories swept.
Inhaling the fumes
as my life resumes
with no sense of doom
new stories assumed.

– Grace Y. Estevez

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