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
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
Love’s Wings
Guide the way,
I’m by
your
side
~
We’ll fly
beyond a
vast red
sky;
~
Above
the sea’s
ecstatic
waves
~
Around
a solar
flame
engraved;
~
You won’t
see me, but
feel my
fire
~
Pure heat that
fuels your
soul’s
desire;
~
There are no
rules, nor
risk…or
will
~
On
wings
of
love
~
where
worlds
stand
still.
~
©Robyn Lee
Captivated
His
eyes
held me
captive
~
from
the very
first
stare;
~
A
presence
~
A
power
~
Quelling
all
mortal
fear;
~
I
hungered
to
touch
~
his strong
noble
soul;
~
Delight
and
devour
~
Relinquish
control;
~
“But there’s
so much
at
stake”
~
I
heard
a
voice
say,
~
“He is not
of
your
kind,
~
there
are
boundaries
at
play.”
~
In
that
one final
moment
~
Our
eyes
locked
in
embrace
~
Knowing
~
we
would
meet once
again
…
A
new
time
~
A
new
place.
~
© Robyn Lee
Forever
Celebrate Love
Everywhere
Everyway
Today;
Every
Day
~
Forever
©RL
Please enjoy this timeless, and very
beautiful poem that echoes
my own sentiments about
the transcendent
natural force
we call
Love
~
Unending Love, 1889
by Rabindranath Tagore
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it’s age-old pain,
It’s ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time:
You become an image of what is remembered forever.
You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played along side millions of lovers, shared in the same
Shy sweetness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewell-
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.
Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you
The love of all man’s days both past and forever:
Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life.
The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours –
And the songs of every poet past and forever.
Much Love on
Valentine’s Day
and Always,
❤ Robyn Lee
Love Above …
Softly
hold my
tender
heart
~
Cushion
it
with
bliss;
~
Wrap me in
your
valiant
blue
~
Protect me
with
your
kiss;
~
Whisper
what
I need to
hear
~
Tell me
that
it’s
true;
~
Then
guide
me
through
~
this
sea
of
clouds
~
as
I
breathe
~
My
Love
~
in
You.
~
©Robyn Lee
Solitary Sunset
Alone
at
last
~
I’m
on my
way
~
Our
Rendezvous
~
Down
by the
bay;
~
Please
wait for
me
~
Will
be there
soon
~
Been
counting
minutes
~
All
afternoon;
~
Your
fiery
touch
~
Your
golden
soul
~
Your
love
~
that
melts
~
the
bitter
cold;
~
Oh
Darling
~
I
Anticipate
~
That
haunting
thrill
~
Predestined
fate;
~
And
always
~
When
the
day
~
is
through,
~
there’s
nothing
~
I
want
~
more
than
~
YOU!
~
©Robyn Lee
blessing written by John O’Donohue,
from his beautiful book:
Anam Cara
for a wonderful holiday,
and a new year rich with
Peace, Love, Health
and Joy!
For This Moment
Just
for
this
moment
~
our
eyes
lock
~
and
we
feel
peace;
~
We
promise
silently
~
to
be
still
together,
~
enveloped
in the
arms
of
nature;
~
To
behold
~
the
gentle
beauty
~
that
is
you
~
that
is
me;
~
The
world
gets
quiet:
~
a
breath
~
a
gaze,
~
and
then
~
you
are
gone;
~
leaving
me
~
to
wonder
~
if
our
meeting
~
was
merely
~
a
dream.
~~~
©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
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
Classic Joy
In that pure perfect zone
Excited and free,
Wet luscious sand
Meets a vibrating sea;
Senses are flowing
Sights, textures, and sound,
As he makes his great mark,
In God’s timeless
playground.
~~~~
Robyn Lee
Shadow Lover
Take me to the green in youThe secret valley beneath the sun
Hidden behind the whispering ghosts
Of whom you pretend to be
Open up your mossy arms
So I may open mine
And wrap all limbs round your spirit wide
To exist as half no more
Bring me to your mossy floor
Beneath the shadows of your fear
A raven bride in white
A ladder to your soul
Fold down your branches
Peel open your chocolate bark
So I may pour
As liquid amber
Through your very veins
——————
by, Sam Craft
I am thrilled to share this collaborative project with you today. Special thanks to Sam of of Everyday Asperger’s, who penned this stunning piece entitled The Raven Bride in White at the most perfect time to accompany my beloved shadow image.
Hope you enjoyed!
Much Love ~ Robyn Lee
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
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
