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
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
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
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
~~~
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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
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
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, Help. I 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
Storyteller Of Salt
When we quiet our minds
We so easily hear
Wise words of the waves
Dialect: flowing and clear.
Hypnotic salt tales
Told in soft rhythmic hum
Rippling echoes of ocean,
Reflect voices of sun.
The grand stories our sea tells
Will enchant and enthrall;
Since the lessons our tides teach,
Pertain to us all.
~Robyn Lee
Conscious Dreams
“Take note of the dreams you have while
you are peacefully awake; for those
dreams house secret windows,
providing clear view of that
which reflects your
most authentic
self.”
~
Robyn Lee
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