Sunny days weave,
scars formed at night.
Closed eyes perceive,
turn old wrongs right.
Ego deceives,
consciousness fights.
Clear logic leaves,
she looses sight.
Wanders around,
deep guilt inside.
Wears a stale frown,
but with great pride.
Disguise falls down,
nowhere to hide.
Her voice is found,
suddenly cries.
Balances feet,
head held up high.
Feels inner heat,
reach to the sky.
Conquers defeat,
as insults fly.
Truly complete,
frustrations sigh.
Profound inhales,
tries to relax.
A slow exhales,
clears off attacks.
Peace never fails,
love fills all cracks.
True self prevails,
steps back on track.
A peaceful bell,
lingers soft chimes.
Bright bliss befell,
through endless time.
Body a shell,
expose divine.
Sorrows expel,
faithful hope shines.
- Grace Y. Estevez - Reddy
Response to Sadje's picture prompt on What Do You See # 237 May 06 , 2024
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