The largest of castles
shimmers from outside,
yet so dark and hollow
when stepping inside.
The bare rooms are shallow
with no place to hide,
air to thick to swallow
walls coated with pride.
Eyes fill up with darkness
while perceiving light,
envy that is sharpened
while blurring clear sight.
Laughter turns to harshness
dimming all the bright,
jealousy kills fondness
hearts dance to dark spite.
Fingers on the handle
brings instant insight,
lights an inner candle
providing hindsight.
Notice the bare mantle
chipped paint, dusty white,
all coveting canceled
life starts to feel right.
A new gained acceptance
as all truths align,
self built independence
unique by design.
An inner reflectance
exposes great shine,
erase unclear essence
love remains divine.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
