Existence, a poem by Grace Y. Estevez at Spillwords.com
Jonathan Borba



written by: Grace Y. Estevez


As the world spins
does it shed sins?
Making wrongs right
all day and night?
Are problems solved
quickly absolved?
Do winds bring hope?
enough to cope?

Do all our fears,
and guilty tears,
grab hold and steer,
as gloom appears?
Do we throw hooks,
behave like rooks,
in little nooks,
exchanging looks?

Did we invent
outer intent?
A force to blame
for inner shame?
If we decide
to look inside,
what will we find
along with pride?

A tiny light,
twinkles at sight,
a brilliant force,
connecting source.
A silent bell
we know too well,
guides and compels,
within our cells.

Grace Y. Estevez

Grace Y. Estevez

MARCH 2022 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Grace Y. Estevez-Reddy has always had a passion for poetry. While students were paying attention to their teachers, Grace was staring outside the window and writing poetry to describe her emotions. A natural empath with an appreciation for the meaning behind everything, she enjoys imagining what it would be like to walk in the shoes of others. Grace lives in the beautiful mountains of Western North Carolina with her husband, children, and two dogs.
Grace Y. Estevez

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