Her Ascent
She dares not question her guide
Ascending the spiral platform
Thirsty for calm.
Each step elevating her to the next
Yearning to reach her
Fateful destination.
Climbing up circular
Curves and winding
Steep angles.
Her Shadow follows
Free of thoughts
No decisions.
Gripping the sturdy iron rail of
Stability, she arrives
At the vertex;
And under a thick canopy of
Reassuring clouds,
Closes her eyes
to see.
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© Robyn Lee
Permanence
“There is a coherence in things,
a stability; something is immune from change
and shines out…in the face of the flowing, the fleeting, the spectral,
like a ruby. ”
~Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
Revealing ~ part II
“Quite often, the direction we face reveals not only
the sight before us, but something richer and deeper still.”
~Robyn Lee
Here I share with you another photo I shot yesterday, a companion to Revealing « THROUGH THE HEALING LENS in order to ‘reveal’ to you more of the environment in which these photos were created. Enjoy 😉
Much Love ~ RL!!
Attract
“It is only when you love yourself deeply and without condition,
that it becomes effortless to attract the very thing
your heart desires most.”
~Robyn Lee
You might recall meeting the fellow pictured below in my post entitled,
Observe « THROUGH THE HEALING LENS…
He and the mermaid above have not yet met, and reside in different locales,
but I expect they will find each other very soon. 😉
Unreachable
“To focus dauntlessly on that which may seem unreachable
and far away, may be all that it takes
to set your soul ablaze.”
~ Robyn Lee
Protect
Her curtains are drawn, as ducks convene
The stage is set for rest and dreams;
Most will slumber through and through
Others sacrifice sleep, to protect their crew.
~ Robyn Lee
The following is a bit of duck trivia that I found fascinating, demonstrating how, even at the most primitive level, living beings instinctually develop systems to protect their own. If you examine my photo above, you can see which ducks are ‘protecting’ this evening. Enjoy!
Much Love ~ RL
Dr. Niels Rattenborg has studied sleep patterns of birds, including ducks. He monitored the brain waves of ducks as they sleep and learned some interesting things. Ducks often spend the night together as a group, often sleeping in a row. The ducks on the end of the row or outside of the group are easily spooked by any movement nearby.
They sleep with their eye away from the group open, while the other eye is closed. Rattenborg found that one of the hemispheres of the brains of these outside ducks was functioning at 100% capacity while the other hemisphere was in sleep mode. Apparently the duck has the ability to sleep with half the brain at a time asleep while the other half is fully responsive to the environment.
There is an obvious advantage to this system. Not only is the duck protecting itself by being constantly awake on the side that danger might come from, but the duck is also protecting the other ducks in the center.
References:
Discover, May 1999
Scientific American, May 1999
Encircled
Rhythmic waves of the heart
Kaleidoscopic hues of the soul
Saltwater saturated flesh
Deeply immersed
Encircled
Interlude
Together they fly
caressing the sky
Embraced in a dance
enthralled with romance
When the wind says: DESCEND
the flirtation must end
They tumble and fall
but remember it all
~ Robyn Lee
You’ve Got Mail
It’s for you…
A Love Letter scripted in the clouds
Have a wonderful Sunday
~Robyn Lee
Churning
Sturdy dock extends arm
Rippled bay churns a frazzled mind
Clouds release a sigh
~Robyn Lee
Pre-Season
The empty homes along the shore,
sit and watch their own front doors.
They know it’s spring and soon to come,
are summer dwellers, waves and fun.
Their peaceful life upon the sand,
will be transformed into party-land.
With music, grills and games galore,
their quiet life will be no more.
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
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