Hope & Healing Through Photography and Poetic Expression

Summer 2012

Horseshoe Crab Healer

Meet the Sea Creature
we call: Crab of
Horseshoe;

 You may wonder why he is
worthy of a post,
and splashy
photo too.

~~

Unlike us humans,
having blood
iron
red;

 The Horseshoe Crab
emits serum of
blue copper
instead.

~~

 This ancient living fossil
is a
healer and
a
friend;

 He may even save your
very life,
time and time
again.

~~

His blue blood
possesses unique
and
wondrous
powers;

 Exposing toxins in our drug supply,
and alerting us
to lurking bacterial
prowlers.

~~

This marvelous shelled creature
boasts ten compounded eyes
containing a thousand
sensors of
light;

Making medical research on our
own optic nerves a
most successful
plight.

 ~~

With such precious gifts to give us,
Having existed long before
dinosaurs ever
roamed;

Let us vow to protect the
Horseshoe Crab,
and honor him
with this
poem!

~

© Robyn Lee

~~~

* Enjoy learning more enlightening facts about this miraculous creature:

Natural History: The Amazing Horseshoe

How the Horseshoe Crab protects Public Health:

Medical Uses


Vision Quest

Swept away
on
a
Vision Quest

 ~

In
The midst
of
a
Whirlwind

~

My
Rite
of
Passage

~

Delivers
me
Safely

~

To
a
Cherished
Space

~

Nature’s
Purest
Place

~

Where

~

Buried
Deep

~

Under
Golden
Grains

~

I
find
a
Treasure

~

My Lens;

~~~

Standing
Alone

~

Secure
in
Wet
Sand

~

I
Look
Through

~

And
Within

~

Seeing
From
New eyes

~

Magnified
Truth

~

Empowered
Presence

~

Illuminated
Self;

~

My
Eyes relax

and

~

Focus
Converges

on

~

All that
is
Love

~

All that
is
Me;

~

Blinded

~

From
Fear

~~

Shielded

~

From
Pain

~~

My Lens

~

Exposes

~

That
Which is
Real

~

That
Which is
Illusion

~

Altering

My
Vision

~

Eternally

~~~

©Robyn Lee

 My first nature excursion in about 6 weeks!

On Friday at 4 pm I had an enchanting encounter with the sea.

A healing moment indeed.

Thanks to each of you for being so incredibly loving and supportive,
and sending me such passionate healing energies as I continue my journey.
I know they hold great power, and I love you all for the special souls you are.

~Robyn Lee


Uplifted ~ A Dedication

~~

 Uplift me
Today

 Beside you
I’ll stay

~~

Loving strength
You extend

Broken pieces
We’ll mend

~~

Despite dares
That we face

Conjoined faith
We embrace

~~

Roots of passion
Persist

Amongst perilous
Twists;

~~

So

Together
We
Soar

~~

Bound as
One

Evermore.
~

©Robyn Lee

To all of my wonderful blog friends,

I dedicate this post to all of you who have been my ‘uplifters’ over these past several months. I have been deeply moved by  your collective love and support with regard to both, my ongoing medical challenges, and my creative journey through blogging. The friends I’ve made here are some of the kindest and most generous and genuine people I’ve known. You have all  touched my soul, and taught me so much. 

Currently, I am facing more difficult times physically, and will need to reduce my blogging schedule temporarily. I want to let everyone know that I will be reading and posting whenever I can, and also want to express my heartfelt thanks and appreciation to all of you angels who have uplifted me in more ways than I can describe!

You are truly a phenomenal group, and I’m blessed to know each and every one of you.

Much Love, Gratitude and Wellness Always~

Robyn Lee

 


Sound Effects

“If you listen to certain photographs very carefully,
you will hear faint echoes of
laughter.”

~Robyn Lee


Seeking

We search
to find
that which we
seek

Beyond the
skies
and ocean
deep.

~~

Our vision
blurs and
colors
fade

We ask
if there’s a
debt to
pay.

~~

We seek
for
Love

We look
for
Truth;

~

We seek
for
Joy

We yearn
for
Youth.

~~

We seek
for
Wisdom

Embracing
rules;

~

And then
we
pray

They’ll
get us
through.

~~

We seek for
Romance

Passion
too;

~

We crave to
sense

The world
anew.

~~

We seek to solve
the hurt
and
fear;

~

In our
Calm
Resolve

It
finds
us
there.
~~~

©Robyn Lee


Dream Harvest

These dreams I have planted
Deep under the sand;

I tenderly nurture
With kind faithful hands.

Sown with seeds of my heart,
Drenched with tears from above;

I await the great harvest:
Manifest Dreams
Grown of
Love.
~~~

©Robyn Lee


The Finale

The time has
Come.

She
Composes
Herself

After a long
Gratifying
Day,

Slowly
Spiraling
Down

to
Commence

The Grand
Finale

of

Yet
Another

Stellar
Performance.

~

He
Waits

Beneath
the
Dimly
Lit

Golden
Sky

Anticipating
Her

Glorious
Descent,

Longing
For

The
Moment

He’s
Envisioned

All
Day.

~

The
Moment

She gracefully
Dips into
His

Fluid
Embrace;

~

The
Moment

She
Glides

Atop
the
Moist
Ripples

of
His

Unyielding
Crests;

~

The
Moment

He
Sizzles,

Feeling
the

Impassioned
Electric
Charge

of

Her
Heart’s
Fiery rays;

~

And

The
Moment

She Sets

Herself
Down
Tenderly

Over
His

Strong
Exhilarated
Body.

~
But
~

He
Reminds
Himself that

This
Ecstatic
Moment

Will be
Brief,

 And then
Without warning

She will
Mysteriously
Vanish;

Fading

Into
Pure
Nothingness,

Disappearing

Below
Dusk’s
Horizon,

 Beyond the
Sheer
Curtain

of

Night’s
Darkness,

Leaving behind
Only

Her

Faint
Glow

Warm
Mist

Radiant
Memory.

 ~

And he will
Harbor

This
Memory

Deep

Within
His
Core,

Breathing

Her
Luminous
Energy

In
and
Out

All
Night long

~

Secure
In the
Knowing

That with
Tomorrow’s
Dawn

~

She will

Shine

Upon
Him

Once More.

~~~

©Robyn Lee


Portals

Brilliant steel potentiality:
Calling me forth, like a
Magnetic portal to
A new place
and time;

Arched over blue expanse of
Liquid fire mystery;
Connecting
What is:

to what
can
be.
~

©Robyn Lee

~~~

Heartfelt thanks to guest photographer, my dear Aunt Renée who honored me by allowing me to feature her stunning image in my post today. I admired this new photo on her Facebook page earlier, and it inspired me to write the poetic verse above. She captured this beautiful shot in Astoria Park NY, beneath the 2 bridges pictured (Hell Gate Bridge and Triborough Bridge ).

I think a new hobby may be calling her forth ~ don’t you?! 

Thank you Aunt Renée ~ I Love You 


Maternal Love

Did
you
know?

~

Mother Nature

wraps

Her

Loving
Arms

 Around every
Small

Child

~

During

the

Formative
Years;

~

and

She
Breathes

Gently

~

 Into

the
Center

of

that
Child’s

~

Tender

Soul

~

Softly
Whispering:

~

It’s ok
Sweet

Baby

~

You Are

~~

 Exactly
Where
You
Belong.

~~~

© Robyn Lee


Clarity

Ascend blue and white
Transcend illusion of strife
Where all reflects light

©Robyn Lee

 


Walk With Me

Let’s take a walk
Come hold my
Hand

We’ll stroll along
Warm grains of
Sand;

Our toes sink in
And melt so
Deep

Smooth tumbled stones
Caress our
Feet;

We’ll step into
The breaking
Waves

Ionic breeze
Ignites our
Day;

And then you’ll stop
To stroke my
Hair

I’ll find your eyes
And hold the
Stare;

You’ll offer me a
Pink sea
Shell

I’ll hear the
Echoed truths it
Tells;

And when we reach
Our resting
Space

I’ll beg to kiss
Your salty
Face.

©Robyn Lee


Emerging

And just like the
Water Lily

Are you not simply
Waiting?
~

Waiting
For

That one perfect
Moment

When
You feel ready

To
Emerge
~

Fully
~

Vibrantly
~

 Into the
Luminous
Space
~

Into the
Light
~~

Where
You

Shine
~~~

©Robyn Lee


Ladder To The Sun

Follow me
Follow me
I found a ladder
To the sun;

One step at a time
That’s all it takes,
Join our caravan
Of fun.
~~~

We’ll travel above
Silk purple skies
Our chariots,
The clouds;

Our path of night
Lit up by stars,
Moon beaming
Full and proud.
~~~

We’ll sleep in beds of
Puffy white, while
Sun gods
Keep us
Warm;

They’ll protect us
From those gusty winds,
And shelter us from
Storms.
~~~

So follow me
It’s single-file
Climb upward
One by one;

For each step we take,
Each wish we make
Means our journey
Has begun.
~~~

©Robyn Lee

~~~

Click here if you would like to see
Robyn Lee’s Own Little Sun-Climbers 15 years ago 


A Feather Falls

Glistening feather lands
Upon moist crystalized sand
Hope is born again

©Robyn Lee

To view another image in this series, and learn more on multi-cultural symbolism associated with feathers
click here: Symbolic meaning of feathers


The One

In
the
Midnight
of my

yearning

I
Fall

Deeply

into
the
Clutches
of

~

The One

who
Promises to

Accept
me
unconditionally;

~

The One

who
will

 Soothe my
body,

Purify my
soul,

and

Cleanse my
mind;

~

The One 

who
masterfully

Reflects
my
light

and

Drowns
my
shadows.

~~~

I

Succumb

readily

to

~

The One

who

Heats
my
flesh

and

Circulates
my
blood;

~

The One

who
Immerses
me
in
a

Solid
Vessel

of

Intoxicating
Liquid
Bliss.

~~~

I surrender my
Whole
Self
to

~

The One

with
Power

To
Dilute
my
Pain

and

Invigorate
me

from
Head to
Toe,

Lavishly,

Sensually,

During
the
Darkest hour

of
Night;

Beneath the
Warm
Glow

of
Amber
Flames;

~~~

Always there

Always willing

Always waiting

Just
For
me;

~

The One

I
Love

~

My

Tub.

~~~

©Robyn Lee


Mandala Of Her Mind

Like a spider,
setting forth
to make
her
way;

Strand by strand,
she weaves
together
antique
threads

of
hope
truth
wisdom.

~~~

Carefully
connecting
delicate
fibers

of
promises
suspended;

She watches
as
mosaic patterns
emerge,

revealing
small
segments of

self.

~~~

Laboriously,
she knits
complex
arrangements,

Intricate
mazes
designed to
capture

dreams
unrealized;

tying
meticulous knots
tightly,

at each
cross-section.

~~~

With
tenuous
twists and
turns,

she
spins

through
tangled tales
of
love;

swinging
wildly
from
silken strings

of
ambiguity.

~~~

Finally,
in the heart
of her
mandala

she
rests

~~~

Knowing

that
her work

for
today

is
done.
~~~

©Robyn Lee


Sea Within

“Facing blue waves of uncertainty,
I place my hand on my heart
to honor the sea
in me.”
~~~

Robyn Lee

Please enjoy this excerpt
from Renee Robinson’s
wonderful poem entitled:
Rainbow Of Souls

~~~
The tide washing in

The tide washing out

The current a powerful force

Living in the rhythm of the sea

Alive and breathing

She welcomes me

Standing on a cliff

Way up high

The sea beneath me

Her mist salting my tongue

Her breeze exploring my hair

Imprints in the sand

Her breath, we share

I hear her voice

In the sea air

She calls my name

I hear her heartbeat

Crashing on the rocks

I see her there

I dive in her waters

Within the splashing

Aftershock

I love the sea

I was made for her

Or maybe

She was made for me

She is the past

The present

And the future

She is history

Mystery and

Eternity

The stories she tells

The treasures hidden

All part of her destiny

Alive and breathing

Living in the rhythm of the sea

~~~~
by, Renee Robinson

Warm thanks to Renee Robinson of Nae’s Nest | Dancing With Cancer & Other Writings for permission
to feature the 1st verse of her enchanting poem, Rainbow Of Souls, today with my featured image.

Much Love,

Robyn Lee


Miracle Of Blue

Like blue stars
clustered together

before a
glistening gold
sun;

Water droplets
cling
lightly to
smooth, powdery
skin.

They wait, anticipating your
craving 
for their
juice of indigo,
and 
bittersweet
flesh,

So they may
blissfully
grace the
buds of your
taste.

©Robyn Lee


Crystal Ball II~Dusk

Crystal ball glows
Purple
Red

Summons us, with
No words
Said.

  Quartz
Induced blurred
Trance-like
State;

We float past
Oak trees
Etched in
Fate.

 Jagged Rocks,
Our
Touchstones
Pure;

 Mud
Beneath
Earth’s anchored
Floor.

Indigo water,
Specter of
Light;

 Bath of
Rapture:
Consecrates
Night.

~~~
©Robyn Lee


Miracle Of Yellow

“So, when you hold the hemisphere
of a cut lemon above your plate, you spill
a universe of gold…”

~Pablo Neruda

Ode To a Lemon
by, Pablo Neruda

From blossoms
released
by the moonlight,
from an
aroma of exasperated
love,
steeped in fragrance,
yellowness
drifted from the lemon tree,
and from its plantarium
lemons descended to the earth.

Tender yield!
The coasts,
the markets glowed
with light, with
unrefined gold;
we opened
two halves
of a miracle,
congealed acid
trickled
from the hemispheres
of a star,
the most intense liqueur
of nature,
unique, vivid,
concentrated,
born of the cool, fresh
lemon,
of its fragrant house,
its acid, secret symmetry.

Knives
sliced a small
cathedral
in the lemon,
the concealed apse, opened,
revealed acid stained glass,
drops
oozed topaz,
altars,
cool architecture.

So, when you hold
the hemisphere
of a cut lemon
above your plate,
you spill
a universe of gold,
a
yellow goblet
of miracles,
a fragrant nipple
of the earth’s breast,
a ray of light that was made fruit,
the minute fire of a planet.


A Prayer

Dear God,
Let us see that
we are all connected,
and that Love is the pivotal
universal truth we must embrace to
ensure peace and collective wellbeing
during our brief stay here on planet Earth.

~Amen~

©Robyn Lee

In memory and dedication to those whose precious lives
were lost or damaged in the recent Colorado tragedy

Shooting victims remembered
Aurora, Colorado Shooting: Victims Remembered | Video – ABC News

 The touching post by fellow blogger, Jeannie, which provided inspiration for my prayer today
Colorado’s dark night… « The Writernubbin

 


Free Spirit

Angelic child
Beckons me;
Soft sweet smiles
Aura: gold and free.

With reckless abandon
She skips through dirt piles;
Lips stained chocolate
Wispy wind-blown hairstyle.

Something pure
Yet something wise;
Her sun shines down hope
As she swings through the sky.

~~~
©Robyn Lee


My Crystal Ball

Gaze into
My
Crystal
Ball

Potential:
Limitless
No borders
Or walls.

Paths
Paved with
Gold

Translucent
Blue
Sky;

You
Needn’t
Hesitate, nor
Wonder
Why.

Winged creatures
Sing–
‘Welcome’
Invite you
To stay;

Emerald trees
Offer
Branches,
To guide your
Way.

So rub my
Crystal ball
And
Know,

The
Journey
Awaits us;
It’s time to go.

~~~
©Robyn Lee


Calming Fear

pressed
like
a pancake
flat on
my back

help me
find
my arms
my legs
my breath

help me
feel
the warmth
see beyond
the fire

help me
float
between the
blankets of fear

~~~~~~~~~~
©Meryl Spiegel 2012

~~~

Special thanks to fellow-blogger and friend, Meryl, who wrote this emotional poem for her own post last week entitled, HelpI was touched by her heartfelt words, and thought they would make an excellent companion for my feature image today. We are excited to share this collaboration, and hope you enjoy. Please visit Meryl’s site at Recovery Thru My Lens to view her photo, and read her own personal narrative, Help « Recovery Thru My Lens reflective of her post…sentiments many of us can empathize with.

Much Love ~ Robyn Lee