A burst of light,flung in mid air,a fateful sight,to all those there.Without a fight,worn eyes held stares,hearts reached new heights,accepted dares.The hues were bright,rebuked despair,fluorescent white,instant repair.Shines every night,flows without care,errors made right,life becomes fair. – Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy Originally Published March 31, 2023

Silent Form