Tag: Freedom

  • 🚦 Green Light 🚦

    🚦 Green Light 🚦


    I aimed for red—
    sunset bleeding orange and fire,
    a perfect contrast.

    Then it changed.

    Green.

    I almost didn’t take the shot.

    But I did.

    And now I see more than I planned—
    not colour,
    but a path.
    A horizon waiting.

    We spend so long waiting for the perfect red,
    the perfect moment,
    the perfect sign—

    but life doesn’t wait.

    It turns green.

    And every green light
    leads to the horizon.

    So go.

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    I am thunder, I am storm.
    Bones of mountain, skin of sea.
    A field full of roses and unfinished stories entertwining in the quiet in between.

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    The earth held me when no one else did.
    I remembered myself in the space between the stars —
    in that breathless silence where the broken pieces finally settled.
    Somewhere between gravity and the void, I became whole again.

  • Affogato Afternoons

    Affogato Afternoons

    Affogato afternoons, where the day softens and the heart sharpens.
    I sip the sweetness melting into the bitter, hoping it teaches me something honest.
    I remember I’m allowed to slow down.

    Some afternoons are a truce.
    Others are a battlefield,

    Where I sit across from myself, letting the espresso burn through the fog I thought I was done fighting.
    But here – in this melting moment – I let it all blur.
    The past I’m trying to outgrow, the future I’m not ready for, the voices that rise like steam and disappear just as fast.


    Because in affogato afternoons, I learn the same truth over and over:
    Even the bitter can soften. Even the frozen can give. And sometimes, the only way forward is to let yourself melt just enough to begin again.

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    She loves coffee and rain, the auburn horizon.


    She loves dreaming of naps by the Mediterranean, of being sea-soaked and salt-stained under summers golden veins.

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    Tra fiori selvatici e vino, I toast the ghosts that never learned to leave me.

    I tear the petals, I drain the bottle, I dare the night to swallow me whole.

    I bloom where I burn.

  • Find Reasons To Stay

    Find Reasons To Stay

    Find reasons to stay and stay relentless.

    Rest is still progress and rebirth is a journey.

    You will find your way.

    JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

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    Wisdom rises from failure.

    Dwell not on the past nor inflame the source.

    Correct your misconceptions.

    Transcend limitations.

    Move into the unknown.

    All the power lies within your true self and untroubled spirit.

    JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

  • We Become One

    We Become One

    As the sun sets over the mountains and darkness becomes night,

    Our souls reset for another day.
    Our hearts settle.
    Our minds may race processing the day that is done.
    Our body lays to rest. 

    As the sun sets over the mountains and darkness becomes night,
    We become one with our true self.
    – “We Become One” 
    – Jacqueline Ann Lente

    Feature image taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente

  • Walk With Your Head Held High

    Walk With Your Head Held High

    Walk with your head held high into the night, into the pain and into the light.

    You are stronger than you feel you are, with whatever the suffering you may be going through, hold on, hold tight.

    Don’t give up, don’t doubt yourself, be ready for the fight.

    The battles may be long and enduring, but you will conquer them all.

    Save yourself and free yourself and find peace amongst the chaos of it all.

    – “Walk With Your Head Held High”
    – Jacqueline Ann Lente

    Feature Image Taken By Jacqueline Ann Lente

  • Stormy Seas

    Stormy Seas

    There will always be stormy seas, ups and downs.

    There will always be darkness within the light, forever intertwined.

    Just as a thunderstorm commands power but brings beauty, clarity and calm before and after; we humans experience the same in our emotional, mental and physical self.

    The storm and the struggle may be rough, but it carries us through the lessons we must learn.

    And the light is always there to guide us and show us beauty and wisdom in everything we do.

    – “Stormy Seas”
    – Jacqueline Ann Lente

    Feature Image taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente

  • Black and White, Full of Colour

    Black and White, Full of Colour

    Sometimes life is black and white.

    Other times life is full of colour.

    It is what it is

    And we take it as it comes.

    Hazy and delusional,

    Or clear as day.

    Clarity from the demons,

    And time to love and play.

    Black and white,

    Full of colours,

    Life is both day and night.

    – “Black and White, Full of Colour”

    – Jacqueline Ann Lente

  • Paradoxical Mind

    Paradoxical Mind

    The mind is a paradox of both dark and light moments and thoughts.

    Without the dark we cannot see the light.

    Without the light we cannot learn from the darkness.

    Both intertwined in perfect balance,

    For our exploration of our inner soul and divine soul journey.

    – “Paradoxical Mind”

    – Jacqueline Ann Lente

  • The Lightbulb Moment

    The Lightbulb Moment

    Some life lessons and challenges are harder than others. Some take longer than others and are more confusing. And some life lessons and challenges do not make sense at all until that lightbulb moment;

    Where all the pieces of the puzzle fall together.

    We face hardships and pain but in the struggle we grow in wisdom and truth.

    – “The Lightbulb Moment” – Jacqueline Ann Lente

  • Scars Linger For A Lifetime

    Scars Linger For A Lifetime

    Faded memories
    Faded time
    I can just remember when i used to call you mine.
    But you left a scar on me that i can not forget. A scar on me that i can not shake.

    All the emotions of love and happiness, pain and sorrow intertwined.

    How you made me feel is what still lingers here;
    You brought me up to pure bliss
    and pulled me down into the dark abyss.

    Our story is one that goes all around.

    We closed that chapter of our lives and started a new
    But you left me hanging in the end, with unanswered questions and an empty heart, a lonely bed.

    You still linger in my head.
    The scar never fading, and a new perspective on love, life and change.

    – “Scars Linger For A Lifetime”
    – Jacqueline Ann Lente