Basking
Where
.
I
float
away
~
Drift
on
dreams
.
so
deep;
~
Inhaled
memories
~
Precious
grains
.
I
keep;
~
Feeling
.
like
you’re
near
~
Miles
.
melt
away;
~
I
can
hear
.
your
song
~
Heartstrings
strum
.
and
play;
~
Patiently
.
I
bask
~
Nestled
by
.
the
sea;
~
Awaiting
sunsets
.
vowed
.
just
to
.
you
and
me.
~
©Robyn Lee
Special thanks to my beautiful subject (and muse)
for permitting me to publish the above photo
and inspired verse.
♥
These Days
They
say
.
these
days
.
come
only
once;
~
These
games
.
we
play
.
meant
just
for
us;
~
We
sit
and
watch
.
the
shifting
tide;
~
We
surf
the
waves
.
savor
the
ride;
~
Winds
lift
us
high
.
though
just
so
far;
~
A
kiss
transports
~
us
to
the
stars;
~
These
whispered
words
.
we
shan’t
forget;
~
Invading
space
.
we
can’t
regret;
~
Like
sand
trails
.
with
no
end
or
start,
~
we
trace
a
path
.
through
.
timeless
hearts.
~~~
©Robyn Lee
Lonicera Japonica
Breath
of
seduction
~
Infusing
the
air;
~
No
proposal
nor
prelude
~
No
time
to
prepare;
~
Sweet
balm
bewilders
~
Distraction
delights;
~
Dewy
flesh
clinging
softly
~
to
ripe
appetite;
~
This
feeling
~
This
hunger
~
These
lips
shall
not
wait;
~
Craving
~
honey–laced
promise
~
to
Intoxicate.
©Robyn Lee
Fervor
Endure
her
heat
.
Adore
her
power
.
Engage
her
blaze
.
in
the
fervent
hour;
~
Watch
form
emerge
.
in
her
scarlet
dance
.
Revere
her
spell
.
Resign
her
trance;
~
But
.
You
mustn’t
touch
.
for
.
she
won’t
be
tamed
~
Rousing
spark
of
.
h e a r t
.
Your
eternal
flame.
~
©Robyn Lee
Embody
A
Fantasy
.
you
are
to
me;
~
A
Lover
.
who
won’t
cease
to
be;
~
A
Song
.
of
summer
reverie;
~
A
Prayer
.
that
grants
my
wistful
plea.
~
A
Dream
.
immersed
in
ecstasy;
~
Forever
~
You
~
Embody
Me.
~
©Robyn Lee
Dark Embrace
Will You
show
me
~
your
deepest
darkest
side
~
where
roots
~
writhe
and
hide
~
where
your
selves
~
collide?
~~~
Will You
let
me
~
touch
~
the
part
of
~
you
~
that
resists
~
its
source
~
and
~
obscures
~
your
view?
~~~
Will You
meet
me
~
in
between
the
~
space
~
where
light
projects
~
Love
…
in
your
shadow’s
~
embrace.
~~~
©Robyn Lee
We Know…
There are
some
things
~
we
are
born
knowing;
~
We
know
~
we can
touch
the
sky
with
our
heart;
~
We
know
~
the
sea
will keep
our
secrets
safe;
~
We
know
~
treasures
always
hide
in
places
unexpected;
~
We
know
~
we
are
worthy;
~
We
know
~
we
are
grace;
~
We
know
~
we
are
love;
~
And
~
when we
grow
up
~
all
we
truly
need
~
to
know
…
is:
REMEMBER
___
©Robyn Lee
Mono No Aware
Wake
up
my love
’tis
spring
~
I’ve
come
with
offerings
~
songs
of
beauty
I
shall
sing
~
sweet
new
gifts
my
essence
brings;
……….
Wake up
my
love
’tis
spring
~
I’m right
outside
your
door
~
Do
you
notice
my
allure?
~
or
~
feel
the
breadth
of
my
adore?
……….
Wake
up
my love
’tis
spring
~
I’m
here
to
help
you
see
~
just
how
blissful
life
could
be
~
when
you
know
the
depths
of
me;
……….
Wake
up
my love
’tis
spring
~
Watch
me
blushing
in
the
breeze
~
let me
charm
you
as
I
please
~
soothe
your
soul
~
with
~
grace
and
ease:
……….
Wake
up
my love
’tis
spring!
~
But
you
mustn’t
stop
or
wait
~
don’t
loose
sight
or
hesitate
~
for
tomorrow
~
’tis
too
late.
~
©Robyn Lee
Please click here to learn more about the spiritual philosophy
that provided inspiration for this piece : Mono No Aware
Under Watch
Upon
your
throne
~
erect
and
tall;
~
Your
lofty
post
~
above
us
all;
~
Like
king
or
knight,
~
with
noble
reign,
~
defend
our
bliss
~
assert
restrain.
~
Beneath
your
watch,
~
with
strict
decree,
~
protect
our
lives,
~
Dear
Guard
~
of
Sea.
~
©Robyn Lee
feature image originally published 6/24/2012: Stillness
He Moves Me
Shalt
not
disturb
^
As
I
observe
^
His
form
commence
^
A
primal
dance;
^^^
I
stop
to
stare
^
I
dare
to
near
^
Can
feel
the
flow
^
Caught
in
his
trance;
^^^
With
gentle
strength
^
A
fluid
length
^
His
motion
finds
^
Artistic
grace;
^^^
He
fills
his
soul
^
Then
empties
whole
^
and
^
Moves
me
to
^
His
sacred
space.
^^^
©Robyn Lee
Warm thanks to the wonderful gentleman featured in my post today for permitting me
to share this candid photograph. My subject {Muse} has respectfully requested anonymity to preserve his privacy.
♥
~
Hope You’ve Enjoyed!
~
Much Love to All
~
RL
Our Path
“Come now
my
love,”
~
you
softly
say;
~
I
close
my eyes;
~
I
slip
away.
~
“Walk
swift,
our path,”
~
your
whisper
pleads;
~
I
find
my
breath
~
concede
my
need.
~
You
mark
the trails
~
with
pines
of
gold;
~
You
guide
my
steps
~
whilst
truths
unfold;
~
Beneath
our
tree
~
I wait
for
you,
~
unearthing
dreams
~
we
never
knew.
~
©Robyn Lee
Freewheeling
Ride me to freedom
Spinning dreams on silver ground
Destination unknown
click here to read a short personal narrative
pertaining to this image: Freewheeling ~ narrative
Sands Of Time
As
moments
flow
~
imprints
remain;
~
Impassioned
tides
~
kiss
shimmering
grain;
~
I
reach
for
you
~
and
~
touch
your
hand,
~
whilst
~
Eternity
~
stirs
in
the
sands.
~
©Robyn Lee
El Arte De Amor
Tracing
a
path
~
to
the
secret
enclave,
~
deep
within
her
pensive
soul;
~
Traversing
slowly
through
exotic
terrain,
~
He
navigates
the
fluent
contours
~
of
her
exquisite
architecture;
~
Accentuating
her
sheer
radiance
~
with
vibrant
hues
~
and
gentle
strokes;
~
Creating
light
and
space
~
and
hope
~
within
the
delicate
recesses
~
of
her
unspoken
dreams.
……….
And
then,
~
for
just a
brief
moment,
~
he
stills
his
beloved
brush,
~
whispers
a
prayer,
~
and
tenderly
~
paints
her
heart.
~
©Robyn Lee
The lovely young woman featured in this image is My Butterfly at The Alcázare of Seville (Spanish “Reales Alcázares de Sevilla” or “Royal Alcazars of Seville” ). Alcazars is a royal palace in Seville, Spain. Originally a Moorish fort, It is the oldest royal palace still in use in Europe.
Pain Shadow (on exhibit)
~
On the deserted beach
I walk with a pain shadow.
Hip searing with each step
I move forward slowly.
My joint tears away.
A sharp arrow pierces through me.
I stop to find stillness yet the
pain shadow follows.
Gazing into the ocean,
I inhale deeply
then exhale with force
trying to release the pain.
But it won’t let go.
I must abandon this pain shadow.
This constant companion.
This unwelcome thing.
That has attached itself to me.
19 years of unrelenting pain.
Countless attempts to escape
to normal days, when the beach
meant walks and waves; picnics and laughter.
I climb the wooden stairs to look down
on the wide expanse of shoreline.
In pain I stand tall above the sprawling
desolate beach that goes on forever.
I envision myself burying the pain shadow
beneath the sandy surface,
deep in a restrictive dark hole
where it can no longer define my world.
And in that moment I am free.
~
©Robyn Lee: March 2012
recently selected for exhibit in the gallery Escape From Pain – PainExhibit.org
I am honored to announce that the above artistic photograph and accompanying prose poem has been selected for gallery inclusion at PainExhibit.org | A California Non-Profit Art Exhibit. PainExhibit.org is an educational, visual arts exhibit by artists with chronic pain . The global not-for- profit organization is dedicated to creating awareness amongst healthcare providers and the public about chronic pain through art, and to give voice to the many who suffer in silence. I learned about this organization after reading an article in the NY Times featuring the organization and its mission. Here is a link to the article Pain as an Art Form – NYTimes.com. Immediately I felt aligned with the goals and intention of this organization, and was moved by the works shared at the exhibit.
My Pain Shadow (above) was an early post that I published about a year ago. It was the 2nd piece in my blog’s Pain Shadow Series, and the first poetic/prose piece I wrote that reflected my innermost feelings about living the past 19+ years with severe chronic pain and health challenge. As someone who has always done her best to bring as little attention as possible to her dilemma, I confess, this was a difficult piece to share publicly. At the same time, I now realize it was also a transformational experience for me; By creating art, and opening my heart to others about this isolating and life-altering plight , I quickly learned how beauty and art can be born of pain…how this art can inspire compassion, and can heal both artist and viewer.
After some encouragement by a dear friend, I submitted my work last winter to PainExhibit.org. I’d nearly forgotten about the submission, when several months later, I was notified that my entry was indeed accepted, and would be included in the collection of art displayed at the gallery entitled: Escape From Pain. Please visit PainExhibit.org to learn more about this unique exhibit, and explore a variety of amazing works in the various galleries housed there. I am extremely proud and honored to be a part of this collection, and the organization’s important mission.
Pain, especially when chronic, is a very difficult subject to understand and embrace. Often pain cannot be seen, and it is nearly impossible to articulate. Quite frankly, it is an isolating and frightening place to be. Art, whether it be through written word, painting, sculpture, photography, music or other, offers a powerful vehicle for universal expression and transformation. Pain channeled through the creative process allows both the artist and the observer a meaningful and deep connection, one that speaks directly to the heart of the human experience.
With my whole heart, I want to take this opportunity to thank all of you who follow and support me, and my blog work. Over the last year, this sacred space has become such an important part of my life, and of my healing path. Always know how much your friendship, love and support of my artistic endeavors means to me. Each of you have touched me, and enriched my world through your presence and appreciation, and for this I am so grateful.
Much Love ~
Robyn Lee
THROUGH THE HEALING LENS 