Warm golden sunlight.
A bright game of peek a boo.
Good morning to all.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Warm golden sunlight.
A bright game of peek a boo.
Good morning to all.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
The sun and the moon,
each hold an important role.
Perfectly balanced.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
If I become one with the sun,
will my surroundings become dim?
I will declare morning begun,
and try to gleam away all grim.
If I brought brightness like the sun,
will my days also start off bright?
I will be still while life is spun,
providing life both day and night.
If I was swallowed by the sun,
will my true essence always flow?
As our vibrations become one,
pure inner spirit always glows.
If I was absorbed by the sun,
will I create amazing views?
Providing smiles for everyone,
shine on myself to remain true.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
A charcoal gray sky,
is not in need of beauty.
Enhanced by the sun.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Hidden behind clouds.
Sunlight playing peek-a-boo.
Warm light sticks around.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
A slippery Sun,
falls quickly every evening,
before the Moon slides.
– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy