Breakthrough

“I Can Breakthrough All Freed By My Own Tired Hands, Sustained By These Wings.” ❤️Ricardo Hanley Jr.❤️ 💎5,7,5 – Syllable-Haiku💎 This was my first experience, experimenting with Haiku. I encourage all of us to take on new challenges. I encourage all of us to seek our individual and collective breakthroughs. Let your heart be your…

Clouded

“I once lived in a ☁️cloud. Weightless was I, Tasteful in my own my eyes, interchanging smile and frown. I was High and from the elevated plain I looked down and saw myself sitting stagnant on Earth, stuck, as if under a curse. What made things worse is that when I returned from the astral…

Mirror World Pt.1

“I placed both hands on the mirror again and again in disbelief. I swear, I wasn’t smoking that day, nor was I half-asleep. Further more, the supernatural surprise, proved itself through its repeat; And repetition is the father of learning; So why, why are my solid hands, passing freely through what I know to be…

Be Still

“SHE HELD BOTH PALMS OVER MY FACE, GAVE ME A TASTE 👅 AND WHISPERED IN MY EAR 👄”BE STILL”👄 HER BREATH UPON MY LOBE, THEN IN ALL HER SPLENDOR SHE SAID, “IT IS WHEN YOUR TRUST EMBRACES YOUR EVERY WORD AND ACTION, IT IS IN THE STILLNESS, UNDER THE SHADE, OF THE SWEET CHERRY BLOSSOM PROTRACTING ROOTS…

Keep Seeking

“Powerless to defend a world consumed by false truths, we have 🌿become🌿 leaves sheaved upon scorched🔥roots. The flames 🔥 which maimed our history are orchestrated by invisible and visible enemies who withhold the ways of old in secrecy, wisdom which should be provided equally, only fragments of Divine content with proper context are scattered into circulation, limited…

Bumble

“The nature of love 🐝 remains a mystery though the impactful clues you have given me, have cleared the brush and the trees, leaving only rose colored leaves, directing a fragrant path to our dreams and reality, our deeper dream. We were once lone honey bees, seeking nectar from flowers unknown, calling no place our home….

Hello Fresh

“Harvest is upon us, like hands bare giving with open palms, the first fruits, picked at dawn, who have fled the dark soils and roots, in favor of giving themselves to the hungry who stand in the sun, becoming martyrs for the sake of their love. I pull each vegetable from the womb of the earth,…

I’m Possible

“For we, are bridging all our hearts together over the waters of impossibility. We step back and realize: impossible, says I’m possible and in that instant we are granted ability.”   ❤️ Ricardo Hanley Jr. ❤️   We are our only limiters or enhancers. We must choose. We must risk. We must try. We must do. Before…

Coffee

“You are the waking wings to the multitude,  carrying scents of French vanilla and hazelnut in your gust.” ❤️ Ricardo Hanley Jr. ❤️   We are woke by divine design, forget not. But I have to say, God coffee was a nice touch.                            …

Seeking Liberty

“I revere America like Paul on horseback. Warning comrades of the appearance of an enemy, which in fact was once ourselves reflected. Red coats converted to Americans, ceding from The King and Queen, in favor of our own ideals and dreams to be respected. With the power invested In me, to carry out manifested destiny…

Distant Mirror

“You are my distant mirror, reflecting a freedom song only heard by these ears. You are my will incarnate, when I am feeling bound to laws erected in my being for years. You are a piano scale played at dawn, a symphony performed in the evening. I give gratitude for your hands placed in my…

Narrow

“The space within our ever expanding souls. Has fled from impending narrow holes. Which were designed by those who’ve constructed blueprints on handcuffs. They have etched plans into restraints. We kneel not them. They who would choose to over stand us, lacking the humility to first understand. We adhere only to love. Who’s hand is…