Her Radiance Abounds

September 30, 2015 / Alex Hanna  / 
her radiance abounds

Alone, looking across the pasture, swept by a sense of tranquility. A single cloud which blocked the sun begins to drift every so slowly, exposing a glorious beam of sunlight. On a day when I needed it most, that subtle reminder proved once again, that her radiance abounds. And in that moment, the moment is all there was. Stillness, silence, solace. Beauty in every ray of sunshine.

The cloudy skies begin to yield.
A once-forgotten hope is again revealed -
Melting the dew as she kisses the field.
Today, her radiance abounds.

~A. Hanna


September 24, 2015 / Alex Hanna  / 
teetering, despair, leap

In the moment when you are teetering, right on the edge of all that is good, and all that is bad. Remember all those who love you, and all those you love, even those you may not yet know.

teetering, despair, leap, friend in solitude, solitude

Teetering, teetering, on the edge of despair. 
On this precipice I stand so high.
Breathing, breathing, this heavenly air –
So drunk on this bliss I could fly.

Flying, flying, weightless I feel. 

Steer Towards the Light

September 8, 2015 / Alex Hanna  / 
steer towards the light, lighthouse

The skies will blacken, the waves will pound against the boat. The shoreline will seem an eternity away. Continue to focus on the light in the harbor. Steer towards the light, it will bring you safely to shore.

The darkest night begins to yield  
To a fresh auburn haze.  
The morning sky whispers a subtle radiance –  
Welcoming the once-forgotten dawn.    

So long I’ve been wandering, alone in Winter’s sorrow,  
Desperately drifting through this empty maze –  
Seeking sweet refuge in an elusive shoreline;  
Hopelessly begging to wake from this nightmare.

Singing the Story of Me

July 30, 2015 / Alex Hanna  / 

Contemplating whether or not, at the core of my being, lies an omni-present demon, lurking in the shadows. I believe…I KNOW…that he continues to lurk, but that he will not dictate my life. I am proud of who I am. Yes, I am proudly singing the story of me. 

For peace of mind to be a piece of me,  

A piece of me I must give.  

To truly find serenity,  

Means my life will be mine to live.  


But to ignore a part of what makes me, me:  

To wholly tell me tale.  

Showing only acts one and three  

But in act two is the big unveil.  


Fade to Black

June 1, 2015 / Alex Hanna  / 
fade to black, Black, Darkness, Prison, Chains

These days are bound to happen. When there is nothing you would rather do but fade to black…disappear. Know that when these days come, you are loved. I love you.

Deep within, an evil lurks.  
It dwells, unnoticed, while Satan smirks.  
Carnage, destruction – he leaves in his wake; 
Unknowingly hopeful – my soul he will take.   



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