Self assured

Grace of the Sun

I search outsidefor sparks of light,
transforming my wrongs into rights.
I give advicealong with hugs,
yet deep inside the void still tugs.

My heartstrings play a melody,
touching my mind like symphonies.
The sounds I heardistract my brain,
an endless task to fill with gain.

I talk in silence to my soul,
meeting myself gaining control.
All warm inside, feeling so bright,
with hopes upon a flying kite.

A search for what has now been found,
setting both feet on solid ground
.
Now those I meet have mirrored eyes,
reflecting what I hold inside
.

– Grace Y. Estevez

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