Misty Wind

Who painted tears onto her face?
What made her turn away from grace?
Where did she run while still in place?
When did her slip become her pace?
Why is her mind caught up in space?
How can she find her own escape?

How did she build a sweet escape?
Why is her sweet song heard in space?
When was she tuned and synched to pace?
Where did she flow to find her place?
What did she carry to spread grace?
Who placed happy tears on her face?

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Take a Breath

Inhaling,
ocean waves.
Mind sailing,
breathing saves.
Exhaling,
feeling brave.
Unveiling,
what is craved.

Take a breath,
at full flight.
Bringing death,
ending spite.
Self-made strength,
creates light.
Inner depth,
makes it bright.

Sunny skies,
swimming breeze.
Floating by,
carrying peace.
Reaching high,
grasping keys.
The third eye,
always sees.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Flow

Refrain from chasing.
What is meant to be, will be.
Attract and receive.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Both

All the time, day and night,
swallow thoughts, false and true.
Second guess, wrong or rights,
shed distress, old and new.

Take a step, dark or light,
make mistakes, one or two.
Moon still shines, shades of bright,
provides joys also blues.

Follow paths, black and white,
color in unseen views.
Loving hearts hug and fight,
decide to clear or fuse.

Tie my heart, loose or tight
forget where? what? or who?
Intertwine, kiss, and bite,
accepting me and you.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

United Paths

So funny to see 
all judgments that hide,
through false honesty,
expressed in the eyes.

Living the same tale.
playing unique roles,
Both male and female,
mirror every soul.

Some aggressively,
others peacefully,
Some destructively,
others gracefully.

Each being is sketched,
to follow routines,
then molded perfect,
to feed the machine.

Playing in a scheme
designed for a fall,
holding a clear dream
as blessings for all.

Held expectations,
no limitations.
Great aspirations,
create sensations.

Thoughts swim in the mind,
hopes live in each hand.
assist and define,
try to understand.

A plot with great twists
lead lifetimes we live,
learning to exist
and ways to forgive.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Anxious

He forgot how to socialize,
silent hellos were amplified.
Unable to just vocalize,
responded slow, acts simplified.

He swallowed hard to gain control,
both sweaty hands made tensions grow,
wishing so hard to play his role,
but did not understands this show.

He threw his arms searching the sky,
a soothing light pierced him inside.
Great confidence flung his soul high,
then gleamed so bright, with inner pride.

He took steps towards positive,
this life was his prerogative,
all lessons were evocative,
eliminating negative.

He gained control, no longer scared,
his heart and soul finally dared.
The ones he loved will remain there,
as for the rest, he did not care.

He took his time and felt so calm,
the future resting on his palm,
anxiety soothed with a psalm,
self assurance, his healing balm.


– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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