Remembrance
“To Live in the hearts we leave behind is not to die.”
~Thomas Campbell
I dedicate this post tonight to my dear, beautiful friend Susan who concluded her fierce battle with Melanoma today. Susan was one of the most kind, loving and loyal souls on planet earth. I shot this photo of the sun’s descent earlier tonight at Jetty 4, Susan’s favorite beach, less than two hours before I learned of her passing.
Susan will live on in my heart, and in the hearts of so many she has touched with her warm, generous spirit.
God Bless you Susan; you will be sorely missed. We will Love you forever Dearest Friend…
Robyn
~~~
Prayer
“Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul.
It is daily admission of one’s weakness.
It is better in prayer to have a heart without words,
than words without heart.”
~ Mahatma Gandhi
Father
In the spirit of Father’s Day, I dedicate this post to my amazing Dad who taught me to
live passionately, love fully and never give up on
the notion that we can create
our own luck.
Happy Father’s Day Dad,
I Love You
Adorn Me
Reflecting back on days of old,
Adorned in high heels: bright, sexy and bold
Goddess and princess all tied into one
I was Queen of Sea, and Maiden of Sun
With spine and hip woes directing the show
the shoes I embrace now are stable and low
So here I spend time, with my mirrors and lens
And fondle old shoes stitched with dreams, and pretend.
~Robyn Lee
Hindsight
Looking through
Opaque clouds of
Retrospect,
Vaporized history,
Staring down old faces
Of blame.
Jagged currents
Divide his tired
Mind into
Reckless tidal waves,
As he grips the
Cold metal
Catafalque;
Clinging tightly to
His life,
Unused.
~~~~~
©Robyn Lee
Master Plan
Minds churn,
Hearts in huddle;
Conspiring,
within a salt puddle.
United they plot, and
Bravely they face;
Their task: to make the world
a much better place.
~Robyn Lee
Cloud Rhapsody
“I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die.”
The Cloud ~ by, Percy Bysshe Shelley
I invite you to read Shelley’s poem ‘The Cloud’ in all of its glorious entirety here
The Cloud ~ by, Percy Bysshe Shelley
Her Ascent
She dares not question her guide
Ascending the spiral platform
Thirsty for calm.
Each step elevating her to the next
Yearning to reach her
Fateful destination.
Climbing up circular
Curves and winding
Steep angles.
Her Shadow follows
Free of thoughts
No decisions.
Gripping the sturdy iron rail of
Stability, she arrives
At the vertex;
And under a thick canopy of
Reassuring clouds,
Closes her eyes
to see.
~~~~
© Robyn Lee
Desire Thee Peony
Asleep,
On a balmy
Bed
of
Lush green
Potential;
Sensual aroma
Awakens,
Thirsty roots
Wait,
Delicate petals
Open
as
Sweet Desire
Becomes.
~~~~
Robyn Lee
One of the most sensual flowers with a delicious scent, the peony
has long been used in feng shui as a cure for love & romance. This
especially applies to a couple of pink peonies. The symbol of peony
is often considered a metaphor for female beauty.
*source: About.com
Joyous Surrender (a sequel)
“And when the mind finds its perfect state of joy,
the whole universe plays along.”
~ Robyn Lee
As a sequel to my earlier post Stillness, wanted to share this shot of a happy child, one of the few souls who remained on the beach as the storm approached Sunday. He seemed to be immersed in fun… and suppose it’s a good thing that lonesome lifeguard stuck around after all!! 😉
~RL
Stillness
“To a mind that is still, the whole universe surrenders.”
~ Chuang Tzu
and be sure to check out the sequel to this post here: Joyous Surrender (a sequel)
Eavesdropping
“I wish I were like you,”
Said the forest
to the roaring river,
“Always traveling,
always sightseeing;
Rushing towards the pure domain
of the sea,
The kingdom of water;
Water,
The passionate, vigorous spirit
of life,
The liquid turquoise of light
With eternal flow …”
“But what am I?
Only a captive,
chained to the earth.
In silence I grow old,
In silence I wither and die,
And before long
nothing will remain of me
But a handful of ashes.”
“O forest, half-asleep, half-awake”,
Cried the river,
“I wish I were you,
Enjoying a seclusion
of living emerald,
And illuminated by moonlit nights;
Being a mirror
reflecting the beauties
of Spring;
A shaded rendezvous for lovers.”
“Your destiny, a new life
every year;
My life, running away from myself
all the time;
Running. running, running
in bewilderment;
And what is my gain
Of all this meaningless journey?
Ah … never having a moment of calm
and rest!”
“No one can ever know
what the other feels;
Who does care to ask
about a passer-by
If he really existed
or was only a shadow?”
Now a passer-by
Aimlessly walking in the shade
Comes to ask himself,
“Who am I? a river? a forest?
Or both?
River and forest?
~~~
Hope you enjoyed this wonderful story (and companion image of me listening to the
Forest and River converse 😉 ).
The piece is entitled Forest and River, written by
Jalal al-Din Rumi, with translation by Zhaleh Esfahani.
~~~
Much Love ~ Robyn Lee
Permanence
“There is a coherence in things,
a stability; something is immune from change
and shines out…in the face of the flowing, the fleeting, the spectral,
like a ruby. ”
~Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
THROUGH THE HEALING LENS 
