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She Spins


round – and – round she twirls

dreamer spinning fairy tales

 orbiting wonder

 


~~~
we came spinning
out of nothingness
scattering stars
like dust

the stars made a circle
and in the middle
we dance

the wheel of heaven
circles God
like a mill

if you grab a spoke
it will tear your hand off

turning and turning
it sunders
all attachment

were that wheel not in love
it would cry
“enough! how long this turning?”

every atom
turns bewildered

beggars circle tables
dogs circle carrion
the lover circles
his own heart

ashamed,
I circle shame

a ruined water wheel
whichever way I turn
is the river

if that rusty old sky
creaks to a stop
still, still I turn

and it is only God
circling Himself

~Rumi~


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


Transcendent Shadow

In the still night

Holding stable

Atop white sandy dunes

I lift my head in prayer.

Hearing the moon’s call, I

Submit to the pleas of my own

Desperate breath.

~~~

A warm salt breeze

Strokes my forehead

Gently urging my eyelids to close;

And quietly, I slip away from

~~~

What is real

What is earthly

What is pain.

~~~

Swiftly transported through

Space and time;

Lifted lovingly onto the wings of

Incandescent stars,

I transcend.

~~~

Spinning fervently

Whirling and turning, round and round

like a Dervish;

Finally, I penetrate a solid

Wall of mirrored glass and,

I am welcomed.

~~~

Without thought

Without words

Without pain,

I enter.

~~~

Here

Where my body

Is weightless and free;

And movement, effortless.

~~~

Here

Without bondage

Without boundary

Without pain.

~~~

Here

Where My dreams

Dance freely,

Held in the safe embrace of

 Blissful crystal waters;

~~~

And

Where my heart beats in

Perfect sync with the

Rhythmic tides of

My truth.

~

Robyn Lee