Facing myself,
and paths ahead.
Mask on a shelf,
old life is dead.
A brand new start,
begins right now.
To trust my heart,
becomes my vow.
Ran into change,
it crossed my way.
I felt so strange,
as ego swayed.
Warm breeze caressed,
my pale dull face.
I felt so blessed
with this embrace.
Where will I go?
What will life be?
Follow the flow,
that lives in me.
Finally free,
carry clear sight,
no guarantees,
but feel so bright.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What do you see #126 March 21, 2022