Weep
Do
not
despair
~
I’m
here
with
you;
~
Behind
the
glass
~
I
share
your
view;
~
On
scattered
leaves
~
Time
withers
by;
~
Unruly
storms
~
Tears
undenied;
~
We
conquer
doubt
~
Unearth
the
call;
~
Face
willowed
fear
~
Withstand
the
fall;
~
No
matter
what
~
Your
soul
~
I
keep;
~
and
~
Drink
the
tears
~
your
~
Green
heart
~
weeps.
~
©Robyn Lee
We Know…
There are
some
things
~
we
are
born
knowing;
~
We
know
~
we can
touch
the
sky
with
our
heart;
~
We
know
~
the
sea
will keep
our
secrets
safe;
~
We
know
~
treasures
always
hide
in
places
unexpected;
~
We
know
~
we
are
worthy;
~
We
know
~
we
are
grace;
~
We
know
~
we
are
love;
~
And
~
when we
grow
up
~
all
we
truly
need
~
to
know
…
is:
REMEMBER
___
©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!
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
Her Pain Dance
~~~
She extends
~~~
Spine arched sharply over
Shaded green fields,
Facing her
Daily mission.
~~~
She prepares
~~~
Like a
Lyrical dancer
Shifting her limbs
Purposefully
in
Synchronized
Pandemonium;
Beginning another
Onerous quest
To reclaim her
Center.
~~~
She yearns
~~~
to
Unravel
Adhesed
Muscle fibers,
Tame
Rebellious joints,
and
Align
her
Misplaced bones.
~~~
She stretches
~~~
Fiercely
with
Resilience
of
a
Brave Tigress
Setting forth
Deliberate intent
to
Free nerves
Trapped
Helplessly on their
Path.
~~~
She exhales
~~~
Forcefully;
Hips Throbbing
Rotating her pelvis
around
The vertical axis of
her
Spine,
Drawing
Painstaking circles
in
The air;
Seeking the graceful place
Where relief
Resides.
~~~
She resists
~~~
Cruel
Demonic Forces
Contracting
Her tenacious fascia,
and
Summons
Strong willful fingers
to
Knead deeply into her own
Aching tissue.
~~~
She sobs
~~~
softly;
Wrapping
Her long thin arms
Tightly around
Self,
and
in
the
Shadow
of
Agony’s harsh
Embrace
~~~
bows
~~~
solemnly
to
stillness.
~~~
Robyn Lee
Transform
To harden the earth
the rocks took charge:
instantly
they grew wings:
the rocks
that soared:
the survivors
flew up
the lightning bolt,
screamed in the night,
a watermark,
a violent sword,
a meteor.
The succulent sky
had not only clouds,
not only space smelling
of oxygen,
but an earthly stone
flashing here and there
changed into a dove,
changed into a bell,
into immensity,
into a piercing wind:
into a phosphorescent arrow,
into salt of the sky.
~Pablo Neruda
This riveting narrative by Pablo Neruda is a favorite of mine. Hope you enjoyed it alongside today’s feature image.
Have a great today!
~Robyn Lee
Challenge
“Opportunities to find deeper powers within ourselves come when life seems most challenging.”
~ Joseph Campbell
Rumi, the super-pup, wishes everyone a wonderful weekend!!
Much Love ~ RL
