You cover my mouth
I lower my eyes,
You talk and you laugh.
I feel like a sigh.

I swallow so hard
and walk very light,
you strut and mingle
with nothing to hide.

My best friend is me,
I am all that I have.
To know myself better,
is my master plan.

I take a deep breath
then slowly exhale,
my strength emerges,
take life for a sail.

My head held up high,
smile placed on my face,
I conquer it all,
with feet still in place.

The last deed to do
wave goodbye to you,
releasing your views
lets my dreams come true.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy


Like minds made
to separate.
They are placed
to generate.

Distinct views,
are all alone,
all will heal
with knowledge shown.

can soon advance,
giving gifts
of second chance.

Help someone
to start all new,
guiding them
by being true.

Light with light
brightens the path,
but does not
truly enhance.

In the dark
all light shines bright,
twinkling stars
dancing at night.

often attract.
lasting impacts

Divine love
will always spread,
mended hearts
sparkle ahead

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy


One cloudy day,
the month of May,
she felt some doubt
an inner shout.

Was she mistaken?
or reawakened?
Life offers reasons,
that outlast seasons.

Was it a hoax?
mirage of smoke?
It was a cure,
for the obscure.

Were her eyes blinded?
to be reminded?
Clues lived in plain sight,
guided by bright lights.

Was life her fault?
or just a thought?
No one to blame,
or need for shame.

What was the purpose?
for this grand circus?
Colorful playground,
all answers profound.

Was she alone?
life lessons owned?
All in her mind,
made by design.

A balanced breeze
brought inner peace.
sensed self-control
eased her kind soul.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy


Yesterday I was born,
and the day before that,
been around for decades,
living from where I sat

Resolving past trauma,
letting go of old pain,
seeing wounds as lessons
has allowed me to gain

Once again born today,
but have lived for some time.
My first breath at sunrise,
letting go every night.

I enjoy being true,
making vows I can keep,
knowing life boomerangs,
I can still soundly sleep

Born again tomorrow,
will create brighter steps,
so each day that follows
will be mine to project

Keeping positive thoughts,
will help balance my mind,
Manifesting a future,
that is one of a kind

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy


It starts from inside,
I am often told,
try hard to control
the space that you hold

Dig deep from inside,
to release all cares,
becoming aware
of everything there

Change happens inside,
perceptions transform,
cradle all ice storms,
turn cold into warm

Balance from inside,
removing extremes,
extracting old scenes,
then sewing the seams

Feel free from inside,
let all the bad go,
your pure smile will glow
all joys will then grow

Find strength deep inside,
grab hold of pure light,
all day and all night
it always shines bright

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy


Light shining through eternity,
travels swiftly for infinity,
distributes warm security,
with brilliant opportunities.

Brightly lit self-forming presence,
an everlasting essence,
cradle carries all through lessons,
amazing evanescence.

Solid darkness so mysterious,
always appearing quite serious,
fully immersing experience,
walking life feeling delirious.

Self-driven imagination,
instantly forms a creation,
unbalanced application,
requires education.

Perfectly formed projections,
filled mirrored door dimensions,
bouncing off every reflection,
building up a new perception,
A mystical existence,

balancing any resistance.
United co-existence
reaches a greater distance.

– Grace Y.Estevez


Complete acceptance is
a tough pill to swallow,
but once it is taken
it helps dissolve sorrows.

To truly surrender
is a difficult deed,
letting go of control
watering planted seeds.

A secured self-esteem
is a slippery slope,
to balance the ego
provides inner hope.

The fruits from all labor
presents life with awards,
Self-work and improvements
offer greater rewards.

Outer viewed projections,
emerge from deep within.
Reflected perceived views,
can shed light on false wins.

Looking into the mind
could empower all dreams,
acknowledge the power
let it flow like a stream

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

Grandma’s Kitchen

So very far away,
stood a rustic old cafe,
essence made up of fine silk,
felt like warm cookies and milk.

Tables all covered in lace
filling up this fun-filled place,
people gathered up in crowds,
telling jokes and laughing loud.

Magic dust swept through the air,
lifting all unwanted cares,
every lost was at last found,
happiness flew all around.

Good times never seemed to cease,
spreading a love-filled disease.
while confessions snuggled safe
sheltered in this worn cafe.

Many spent wonderful years
leaving no sins left to clear,
carried this favorite spot
as a dot within their heart.

Happy thoughts forever near,
safety shield from any fear.
Memories that act as guides,
lock them up way deep inside.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy


Select your effects.
Choose the words you hear and speak,
make sure they nourish.

– Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy

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