Under One Sky

Between the lines, a sacred place,
while living in a spinning maze.
One world that floats without a base,
another formed by time and space.

Living in two worlds intertwined,
one is determined and defined,
the other not all eyes can find,
but still exists and flows divine.

Living in two worlds at one time,
without a clue, reason, or rhyme.
Where strong instinct push every climb,
a sense of wholeness feels sublime.

Living in two worlds is a lot,
both carry with a distinct plot,
to untie one creates a knot,
so bitter cold or scolding hot.

Living in two worlds as they merge,
aware that positive will serge,
one place where negative thoughts purge,
so hearts and souls meet and converge.

Within one world it feels the same,
the dreams hearts bury, feed the flame.
Stand clear to focus on the aim,
hold true felt wishes, then reclaim.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Go Beyond

Magic flows through fingertips,
whispers of truths escape lips.
Soul and eyes form an eclipse,
stare so wise, it makes hearts skip.

A quick touch, power extends,
energy that has no end.
Positive vibes come to mend,
hurtful thoughts that condescend.

Mystical presence takes grip,
held attention cannot slip.
Logic and feelings both flip,
peaceful flow cause ego strip.

Nerves and fear swiftly unbend,
intrigue and joy dance then blend.
Mistakes absolve, guilts amend,
letting go to comprehend.

Hidden wings, shears cannot clip,
mind and spirit take a trip.
Instant journey, divine ship,
gain awareness in a zip.

Every thought slowly suspends,
till wishes learn to ascend.
Forever feeling content,
knowing how a soul transcends.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Silent Form

A burst of light,
flung in mid air,
a fateful sight,
to all those there.
Without a fight,
worn eyes held stares,
hearts reached new heights,
accepted dares.
The hues were bright,
rebuked despair,
fluorescent white,
instant repair.
Shines every night,
flows without care,
errors made right,
life becomes fair.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy


Another place,
another time,
presence so rare,
also divine,
searching around
watching time fly,
creating stars,
painting the sky.

So far away,
a different land,
colorful days,
spent counting sand,
heartbeats well set,
emotions ran,
formed destinies
within each hand.

A distinct season,
in a new world,
with many reasons
to dance and twirl,
the beaming sun
shimmers and swirls,
warms up the land,
brightness unfurls.

Delicate hues,
kiss infant eyes,
exposing truths,
that feel so wise.
Gifts of clear views
are then applied,
mystical dew,
form future shine

.- Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy


Do problems leave when senses close?
Our minds can see the unexposed.
Feelings can hear beyond disclosed,
perceptions build to then propose.

Can hearts still break if left alone?
Harden in time, turn into stone.
Form what is real from the unknown,
preventing love from being shown.

Will tears cascade with eyes shut tight?
Sealed so aligned, no room for light.
Inner warmness kiss with insight,
eyes gleam with joy, fulfilled so bright.

Do carried scents transport through time?
Happy tastebuds will clap and chime.
Guiding the soul through major climbs,
floating to when moments are prime.

Can spirits wake with just one touch?
Ego’s firm grip will free its clutch.
Highlighting life with a paintbrush,
every new day, built bright and lush.

Will silent voices softly sing?
Euphoric tones make all ears ring.
Peaceful enchantments slowly cling,
providing answers wrapped in wings.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Inner Strength

An aura that is dignified
with all actions solidified.
All tears that fall are crystalized,
leaving onlookers mystified.

A presence that is whimsical,
Beyond anything physical.
Perplexing the most cynical
An ever growing miracle.

Swallow it whole, feel it inside,
filling heart up with inner pride.
Smile becomes wide, walk with a stride,
twinkling glow that can not hide.

All questions asked, hear a reply,
great sense of wisdom within eyes.
Forming a whole from distinct sides,
anchors all fall, true self floats high.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy


Swimming in the vast blue sky,
feel a twinkle in my eyes.
Swallowing golden sunlight,
floating soul reaches new heights.

Whimsical vibrating sounds,
sparkling hues dance in the clouds.
Joyful gifts flying around,
swaying chimes whispering loud.

Gentle breezes kiss my skin,
caressing touch makes me swing.
Angels voices softly sing,
feathery unfurling wings.

Graze my head giving insight,
gratitude carries delight,
absorbed love shining so bright,
knowing all will be alright.

– Grace y. Estevez – Reddy

Breezy Flow

Finding words to disguise
all the purest emotions,
captured deep in the mind
forming tales of devotion.

As each day passes by
bringing peace or commotion.
Looking into the sky,
staring into the ocean.

Closing both heavy eyes,
erasing every notion.
Fluttered wishes float high,
a self-formed locomotion.

Deep inside feelings fly,
creating an implosion.
Twinkling stars shining bright,
universal explosion.

Sensing both wrong and right,
setting balance to motion.
What a beautiful sight,
knowing peace has been chosen.

Hopes as high as a kite,
constant inner promotion.
Guiding souls towards light,
warming hearts that were frozen,

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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