The Message

A burning letter at last lands,
open it quick, quivering hands.
I take a seat, afraid to stand,
inhale each word, to understand.

A message clear from up above
received quite well, fit like a glove.
Senses within, give me a shove
then speaks to me with so much love.

“Cover your eyes so you can see,
what lays inside everybody.
Vibrations move invisibly,
mixed energies that disagree.

Mass balancing is a great need,
and empathy is a true heed,
just do your part, go plant the seeds,
then pick a few so all succeed.

Choose the pill you wish to swallow,
then look ahead, build your tomorrow.
Do not look back, let go of sorrows,
leave a bright trail others can follow.

Offering tips, so smiles can live,
erase old wounds, learn to forgive.
With lessons done, do not relive,
for what you take, make sure you give.”

I drop a tear, ego disbands,
the message heard were not demands,
nor chokeholds made of mere commands,
instead quite free like windswept sand.

I close my eyes, wisdom expands,
body and soul, become one strand.
Excited by this master plan,
euphoric hopes make each step grand.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy