Consistent motion.
Immersive experience,
in a sacred zone.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
Consistent motion.
Immersive experience,
in a sacred zone.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
How can I give the unreceived?
Creating paths so steps are paved.
How can I trust after deceived?
Give trust a chance by being brave.
How can I rest if fearing violence?
Knowing pure light is always blessed.
How can I speak while being silenced?
A message sought will self express.
How can I reach goals with self doubt?
Believe in you knowing you can.
How can I feel joy while without?
Grasp inner light and form a plan.
How can I know when ego guides?
It doubts all answers that feel right.
How can I know where true love hides?
Searching within everyone’s eyes.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy
I wish at times to
blind my eyes.
Unknow the truth
from time to time.
Enjoy a movie
as it is,
not search to see
clues held within.
I wish I would have
never seen,
what goes beyond
the in-between.
So I could live
a normal life.
Play ignorant,
create my strife.
I wish that I
could not foresee,
paths that unwind
and what will be.
So I can let fate
reel me in,
follow my bliss
focus within.
Touched by a light
so warm and bright.
It lit my sight
I gained new heights.
With opened eyes,
I searched the skies.
Infinite sighs
pulled me up high.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy