Hope & Healing Through Photography and Poetic Expression

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Organic

Infiltrate
This
Wild
Green;

Rustic
Luring
Wintry
Scene;

Spiky
Thorny
Grassy
Grove;

Earthy
Treasures;
Sacred
Trove.

©Robyn Lee

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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

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And in the spirit of this special season,
I share with each of you a beloved
blessing written by John O’Donohue,
from his beautiful book:
Anam Cara
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 Love and Warmest Wishes
for a wonderful holiday,
and a new year rich with
Peace, Love, Health
and Joy!
~
Robyn Lee

Sorrow

“Sorrow makes us all children again–
destroys all differences of intellect.
The wisest know nothing.”

~Ralph Waldo Emerson~

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In Memory
~Sandy Hook Elementary School Tragedy~

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Thy Wings


To
kiss
flower

~

To
fly
so free

~

Upon
thy
wings

~

I
yearn
to
be

~

©Robyn Lee

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Click this link to enjoy a beautiful poem
entitled:  Ode To A Butterfly
by Thomas Wentworth Higginson

 


Creation

Faithful Brush Stroking

Willfully Tinting The World

Pulsed Breath of Canvas

©Robyn Lee

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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


Spellbound

Clouds conjure a spell
Swept away in breath of wind
Suspended…in a kiss

© Robyn Lee


Poetry Of Hope

“I stay in the realm of realism,
but always carry with me the fantasy,
the romance, the wish fulfillment–
the poetry of hope.”
~~~

Lynne Greenerg
The Body Broken

 

During the last 2 decades I’ve read most everything I could find to help me make sense of my unexpected plight with chronic pain, and the complex medical maze that I was suddenly thrust into as a young mother at age 30. During a particularly difficult time several years ago, I read a book entitled, The Body Broken, by Lynne Greenberg. This book had a profound impact on my outlook, and my approach to life.

Lynne’s book is a  lyrical memoir, written by a talented writer, sensitive soul and professor of literature who faced, quite similarly to me, a world that suddenly ‘changed on a dime’.  I would recommend this book to everyone. It is a literary treasure, and poetic masterpiece that speaks honestly and directly to the plight of facing adversity, and discovering courage to reinvent a joyful life in the face of challenge, and physical pain that is not easily remedied. Lynne taught me a great deal by her noble example, and for this I am grateful and honored to share her work.

I invite you to take a few moments here to view this video clip of a brief interview with Lynne (aired on ABC with Diane Sawyer). It will provide you a flavor for her wonderful book, and also introduce you to the brave, beautiful and creative spirit that she is.

click here: Living With Chronic Pain | Video – ABC News

Much Love Always
~

Robyn Lee


My Lens


 

As we stand before
the garden
so
lush

~

you
ask:

 “Which lens
will you choose
to view
the world?”

~

Without hesitation,
I reply:

“I choose the lens
that
illuminates
the sky…

so
I may sparkle
amongst the
evening
stars,

and

slide down
the golden rays of
morning
sun.”

~

Approvingly,
you nod,
and
query:

“Can you tell me more
about this lens
you
long for?”

~

I exclaim:

“I wish
for

this lens
to
enlighten,

and
show me

how to dance
with trees,

 as they
sway

to
and
fro

with
reverence

for
wind’s most
soulful
song.”

~

You gaze at me,
with a most
curious stare,
and say:

 “Ahhh, but tell me,
can you
even
find

such a
lens to call
your own?”

~

I pause,

and
wistfully
declare:

“Oh yes, Oh yes!

 I will
find
this lens;

This looking
glass

that
inspires

my fingers

~

to

touch
the delicate
silken petals

of

even the
smallest
flower,

and 

to
explore
the deepest
lines

ingrained
on
 earth’s fallen
leaves.”

~

 You sigh,
seemingly
satisfied,

“Hmm,”

you say,
in a low
contemplative
tone,

“but this wonderful
lens you

speak of…

tell me
of
the most
perfect
vision
it

will
 ultimately
reveal.

~

And then,
I smile,
slowly closing
my
hopeful eyes,
and
profess:

“I choose the lens
that
 guides me
gently…

through
the open
doors
of

my own
heart,

so that I
can

see

~

with perfect
precision
and
clarity

~

every
glorious
color

of

~

Your

Love.”

~

© Robyn Lee

 

 

 


Beyond

Take me beyond
these rocky
shores

~

Beyond
twilight
skies

~

Through
celestial
doors;

~~~

Show me your
deepest
fiery
place

~

Where we
dance to
Love’s
song

~

 In
our
sacred
embrace;

~~~

Take me beyond
the raw
edge of
day

~

Past the
fields
of
forever

~

Where moon
shadows
dare
play.

~~~

©Robyn Lee


Pier Anticipation

I
will
wait
for you
there
~
On
the
wooden
planked
pier
~
Where it’s
honest
and
free
~
Just
the sea,
you and
me.
~
I’ll
arrive
before
you
~
Set a
blanket
for
two;
~
You
can
bring the
chilled
wine
~
And
unlimited
time.
~
We’ll
watch
day
turn to
night
~
Velvet
skies
glow
moonlight;
~
 Inhale
misted
salt
air
~
Close
our
eyes:
~
Disappear.
~~~
©Robyn Lee


Fall

Autumn hues adorn
Rusted gold magnetic charm
Prelude wintertide

© Robyn Lee


My Mother’s Light

~

Just as the magnificent sun shines high in the sky,
my Mother’s light illuminates the heart of each
soul who is so blessed to know her smile,
her kindness, her radiance…her Love.
Happy Birthday Mom;
I Love you Always!
Robyn Lee

The Mother
~Kahlil Gibran

The most beautiful word on the lips of mankind is the word “Mother,”
and the most beautiful call is the call of “My mother.”
It is a word full of hope and love, a sweet and kind word
coming from the depths of the heart.
The mother is everything– she is our
consolation in sorrow, our hope in misery,
and our strength in weakness.
She is the source of love, mercy,
sympathy,and forgiveness….

Everything in nature bespeaks the mother.
The sun is the mother of earth and gives it its nourishment of heart;
it never leaves the universe at night until it has put the earth to sleep
to the song of the sea and the hymn of birds and brooks.
And this earth is the mother of trees and flowers.
It produces them, nurses them, and weans them.
The trees and flowers become kind mothers
of 
their great fruits and seeds.
And the mother,
the prototype of all existence,
is the eternal spirit,
full of beauty and love.


To Become

 Untainted buds anew
Blushed open velvet wanting
Becoming with grace

©Robyn Lee


Aquatic Maiden

Tiny
Aquatic
Maiden
~

She
Defies
Gravity

~

Weightless

~

Drifting
Amongst

Transparent

Crystalline
Dreams.

~

Tiny
Aquatic
Maiden

~

Basking
Calmly

~

in
Clarity,

~

Gliding

~

Atop

~

Currents
of

Glistening
Peaceful

~

Bliss.

~

Tiny
Aquatic
Maiden

~

Sees

~
Through
Closed
Eyes

~

Reflected
Visions
of

~

Love

~

Dancing
About

~

The
Empty
Chambers

of
Her
Mind.

~

Tiny
Aquatic
Maiden

~

Opens
Her
Whole

Self

~

Wide

~

Welcoming

~

Sky’s
Warm
Breath

~

Sun’s
Sweet
Kiss;

~

Floating
Floating
Floating

~

to

The
Music

of

Her

Precious
Heart’s

Beat.

~~~

©Robyn Lee

Special thanks to my candid model for this post,
my beautiful 8-year-old niece, and our

Aquatic Maiden:
Miss Rebecca Jayne!

Much Love
~

Robyn