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Design Me

Design
me

Define
me

~

Discover
where

I’m
bold;

~

Create
me

Elate
me

~

Infuse
me

with
your
soul;

~

Feel
me

Reveal
me

~

Portray
me

as
you
know;

~

For
there
is

~

Truth
in
Love

~

And

~

Love
in
Truth;

~

Your
heart

~

has
shown

~

me
so.

~

©Robyn Lee

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Warm thanks to the very lovely and talented Resa McConaghy, of Queen’s end | Life at Queen’s end, King, Queensway and Roncesvalles who unbeknownst to me at the time, sketched the above caricature portrait to include in her recent  post In Amore Veritas.  After it was complete, Resa sent the sketch to me for approval, and I was fascinated to experience her artistic vision, especially considering we have never met, and have developed our special friendship solely through our blog comments. I believe she captured a very distinct facet of my inner- energy in her playful and  delightful rendition. Needless to say, I am both tickled and honored.

I must also add that I’m doubly flattered, since this is the second time I have served as “Muse” for Resa, an accomplished  film costume designer in Canada who has outfitted some of the world’s top starlets. If you have not yet seen my post Blue Venus, be sure to check out the stunningly exotic art-gown Resa designed and created  for me, featured in her wonderful collection Art Gowns” for Charity.

Resa thank you again for shining your light so brightly here. Clearly, it is you who inspire and heal us with your creative loving heart.
This animation is a treasured gift, and with it, I just may be inclined to start my own–  “Robyn Lee: The Super Heroine” series 🙂 !

 In Amore Veritas!

~
So Much Love to All,
Robyn

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Each Night

Each night

he
comes
to my
window
unannounced,

~

watching
me
from
a
distance

through
starry
eyes.

~

Each night

in
all
his
splendor

~

cloaked
in
glowing
shades
of

dark
mystery,

~

I
sight
him
swaying

to
and
fro

masterfully
in the
evening
wind.

~

Each night

he
whispers
to
me;

deep
enchanting
words

I
feel,

yet
cannot
hear

~

for
his
language
is
unspoken,

and

his
charms,

of
another
world.

~

Each night

he

takes
my
breath

and

lifts
my
mortal
heart,

~

enveloping
me
fully

in
the
sphere
of

his
luminous
presence.

~

And

~

Each night,

before
he
goes,

he
kisses
me;

~

delivering
me
safely

~

to
slumber

~

where

~

I
know

~

now,

~

I
can

fly.

~

©Robyn Lee

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Mirror Mirror

 

Depth of Reflection

Shimmering: Goddess and Ghost

Green Eyes See Past Glass

©Robyn Lee

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I Must Flee

All alone in
my own
little
corner

All alone in
blog magic:
that’s
you

~

Lost in
flight
of your
words

~

With
a
vision
so
clear

~

Feel
your
touch

~

Taste
your
tears

~

All the love
that we
share;

~

But…

~

The clock,
it
strikes
twelve

~

And the
doorbell
rings
fear:

~

 “ You must hurry”
they say,

“you must go,
you must
flee

~

For your
corner’s
not
safe

~

From
the
wrath
of
Sandy.”

© Robyn Lee

In the midst of my denial, while enjoying my
wonderful blog reads earlier today,
I was evacuated from my home
due to approaching Hurricane
Sandy.

Sandy, aka: Frankenstorm, is predicted
to be the most lethal hurricane
in U.S. history to hit this part
of the country.

As luck has it, my husband
is out of the state, and now
unable to obtain access to air
transportation given this
state of emergency.

I’m taking shelter with my
puppy now at a hotel location,
and hoping
the storm has mercy
 on our area and
everyone stays
safe.

Will miss visiting everyone during our
impending power outages
but will be back
to “my own little corner”
 to see you all as
soon as
possible.

~

With Much Love
~ Robyn Lee

Below I share lyrics from a special song,
In My Own Little Corner,
featured in
Rodgers and Hammerstien’s
Cinderella,
one of my most favorite
childhood films:
~~~

I’m as mild and as meek as a mouse
When I hear a command I obey.
But I know of a spot in my house
Where no one can stand
In my way.

~

In my own little corner
In my own little chair
I can be whatever I want to be.
On the wings of my fancy
I can fly anywhere
And the world will open
Its arms to me.

~

I’m a young Egyptian princess…
Or a milkmaid
I’m the greatest prima donna
in Milan
I’m an heiress who has always had
her silk made
By her own flock of silkworms
In Japan

~

I’m a girl men go mad for
Love’s a game I can play
With cool and confident kind of air.
Just as long as I stay in
My own little corner
All alone in my own
Little chair.

~

I can be whatever I want to be.
I’m a thief in Calcutta
I’m a queen in Peru.
I’m a mermaid dancing upon the sea
I’m a huntress on an African safari…
It’s a dangerous type of sport and yet it’s fun
In the night I sally forth to seek my quarry
And I find I forgot to bring my gun.

~~

I am lost in the jungle all alone and unarmed
When I meet a lioness in her lair
Then I’m glad to be back in
my own little corner,
All alone in my
Own
little chair.


The Most Famous Question…

~
To be,
or not to be?
That is the question—
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And, by opposing, end them? To die, to sleep—
No more—and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to—’tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished! To die, to sleep.
To sleep, perchance to dream—ay, there’s the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. There’s the respect
That makes calamity of so
long life.
~~~
William Shakespeare
Hamlet
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Please visit To Be Or Not To Be | Suite101 for a short philosophical view on why the first
line in Shakespeare’s soliloquy has resounded as the most famous quotation
throughout literary history, and has implications reaching
far beyond the context of Hamlet amongst our
contemporary existential thinkers.

Clarity

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

©Robyn Lee