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Reflecting: On You

 

In
the
dawn

.

of
my
quest

~

I
take
pause
.

and
assess;

~

All
the
light

.

I
have
known

~

in
this
sphere

.

I
call
home;

~

It’s
your

.

unyielding
grace

~

like
a

.

sea
of
embrace;

~

Sharing
beauty

.

and
song

~

Lending
hope

.

ever
strong;

~

Now
I
stop

.

and
reflect

~

Waves
of

.

love
.

and
respect;

~

Knowing

.

while
we’re
apart

~

in
your
hands

.

rests
my

heart.

~

©Robyn Lee

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To YOU:  my precious friends,

Do not worry — I promise to return as soon as I can! The time has come for me to embark on more in-depth medical explorations. It has been nearly 3 years since having undergone  bilateral hip surgeries gone wrong.  I have since learned that my hip sockets were extremely shallow from the start, and having a very flexible body-type, the surgery designed to repair my labrum and eliminate impingement by shaving bone, only served to make my hips more unstable.

Although I have given my all to an extensive program of strength and movement training, and conservative healing in every possible sense, I continue to experience progressive severe and constant daily pain and ongoing hip dislocation.

Unfortunately, I spend the majority of my waking hours exercising (non-weight bearing), and manipulating…trying to persuade my femur to stay its very shallow, unstable hip socket (I have no bone covering the front and side of my femoral head, and a labrum that is detached again). I spend a lot of time on the floor!

I  truly hoped to avoid this next leg of my journey, as I would so much rather spend my time at the beach and here with you! Nonetheless, even as I have achieved optimum strength and fitness, obtaining  glutes of steel, and legs appearing fit enough to run races, I cannot go on living with this level of pain and functional limitation on a daily basis.  The simple acts of walking, and sitting in a chair elevate my pain to levels I won’t even try to describe.  Thankfully I have been able to continue my biking and mat routines, squatting etc.   The truth is, I love life way too much, and want to participate in ALL of it.

I am scheduled to undergo several specialized tests this week at an esteemed orthopedic hospital in NYC, and will be consulting with surgeons and specialists over the next few months  in an attempt to formulate a sound plan of action for my complex case.  In the meantime, I will be posting on my blog  less often, but will do my best to continue visiting all of yours,  and providing updates whenever I can.

Please know how much you all mean to me … your love and support has been a true lifeline over the past two years.  I am not sure how I could have survived this challenge without all of you incredible souls.   Deep Thanks ~ and loving wishes always.

With all my heart,
Robyn

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These Days

 

They
say

.

these
days

.

come
only
once;

~

These
games

.

we
play

.

meant
just
for
us;

~

We
sit
and
watch

.

the
shifting
tide;

~

We
surf
the
waves

.

savor
the
ride;

~

 Winds
lift
us
high

.

though
just
so
far;

~

A
kiss
transports

~

us
to
the
stars;

~

These
whispered
words

.

we
shan’t
forget;

~

Invading
space

.

we
can’t
regret;

~

Like
sand
trails

.

with
no

end
or
start,

~

we

trace
a
path

.

through

.

timeless
hearts.

~~~

©Robyn Lee

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Lonicera Japonica

 

Breath
of
seduction

~

Infusing
the
air;

~

No
proposal

nor
prelude

~

No
time

to
prepare;

~

Sweet
balm
bewilders

~

Distraction
delights;

~

Dewy
flesh

clinging
softly

~

to
ripe
appetite;

~

This
feeling

~

This
hunger

~

These
lips

shall
not
wait;

~

Craving

~

honey–laced

promise

~

to

Intoxicate.

 

©Robyn Lee

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Fervor

 

Endure
her
heat

.

Adore
her
power

.

Engage
her
blaze

.

in

the
fervent
hour;

~

Watch
form
emerge

.

in

her
scarlet
dance

.

Revere
her
spell

.

Resign
her
trance;

~

But

.

You
mustn’t
touch

.

for

.

she
won’t
be
tamed

~

Rousing
spark
of

.

h e a r t

.

Your

eternal
flame.
~

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Embody

 

A
Fantasy

.

you
are

to
me;

~

A
Lover

.

who
won’t
cease

to
be;

~

A
Song

.

of

summer
reverie;

~

A
Prayer

.

that
grants
my

wistful
plea.

~

A
Dream

.

immersed
in

ecstasy;

~

Forever

~

You

~

Embody

Me.

~

©Robyn Lee

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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

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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

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Mono No Aware

 

 

Wake
up

my love

’tis
spring

~

I’ve
come

with
offerings

~

songs
of
beauty

I
shall
sing

~

sweet
new
gifts

my
essence

brings;

……….

Wake up
my
love

’tis
spring

~

I’m right
outside

your
door

~

Do
you

notice

my
allure?

~

or

~

feel
the
breadth
of

my
adore?

……….

Wake
up

my love

’tis
spring

~

I’m
here

to

help
you
see

~

just
how
blissful

life
could
be

~

when
you
know

the
depths

of
me;

……….

Wake
up
my love

’tis
spring

~

Watch
me
blushing

in
the
breeze

~

let me
charm
you

as
I
please

~

soothe
your
soul 

~

with

~

grace
and
ease:
……….

Wake
up
my love

’tis
spring!

~

But
you

mustn’t

stop
or
wait

~

don’t
loose
sight

or
hesitate

~

for
tomorrow

~

’tis

too
late.

©Robyn Lee

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Please click here to learn more about the spiritual philosophy
that provided inspiration for this piece :  Mono No Aware 


Under Watch

Upon
your
throne

~

erect
and
tall;

~

Your
lofty
post

~

above
us
all;

~

Like
king

or
knight,

~

with
noble
reign,

~

defend
our
bliss

~

assert
restrain.

~

Beneath
your
watch,

~

with
strict
decree,

~

protect
our
lives,

~

Dear
Guard

~

of

Sea.

~

©Robyn Lee

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 feature image originally published 6/24/2012: Stillness


He Moves Me

Shalt
not
disturb

^

As
I
observe

^

His
form
commence

^

A
primal
dance;

^^^

I
stop

to
stare

^

I
dare

to
near

^

Can
feel

the
flow

^

Caught
in

his
trance;

^^^

With
gentle
strength

^

A
fluid
length

^

His
motion
finds

^

Artistic
grace;

^^^

He
fills

his
soul

^

Then
empties
whole

^

and

^

Moves
me

to

^

His
sacred
space.

^^^

©Robyn Lee

598821_4868298350183_446568124_nWarm thanks to the wonderful gentleman featured in my post today for permitting me
to share this candid photograph. My subject {Muse} has respectfully requested anonymity to preserve his privacy.

~
Hope You’ve Enjoyed!

~

Much Love to All

~
RL


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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Our Path

“Come now
my
love,”

~

you
softly
say;

~

I
close
my eyes;

~

I
slip
away.

~

“Walk
swift,
our path,”

~

your
whisper
pleads;

~

I
find
my
breath

~

concede
my
need.

~

You
mark
the  trails

~

with
pines
of
gold;

~

You
guide
my
steps

~

whilst
truths
unfold;

~

Beneath
our
tree

~

I wait
for
you,

~

unearthing
dreams

~

we
never
knew.

~

©Robyn Lee

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Freewheeling

Ride me to freedom
Spinning dreams on silver ground
Destination unknown

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click here to read a short personal narrative
pertaining to this image: Freewheeling ~ narrative


Sands Of Time

As
moments
flow

~

imprints
remain;

~

Impassioned
tides

~

kiss

shimmering
grain;

~

I
reach
for
you

~

and

~

touch
your
hand,

 ~

whilst

~

Eternity

~

stirs

in
the
sands.

~

©Robyn Lee

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El Arte De Amor

Tracing
a
path

~

to
the
secret
enclave,

~

deep
within

her
pensive
soul;

~

Traversing
slowly

through

exotic
terrain,

~

He
navigates

the

fluent
contours

~

of
her

exquisite
architecture;

~

Accentuating

her
sheer
radiance

~

with
vibrant
hues

~

and
gentle
strokes;

~

Creating

light
and
space

~

and
hope

~

within
the
delicate
recesses

~

of
her

unspoken
dreams.

……….

And
then,

~

for
just a
brief
moment,

~

he
stills

his
beloved
brush,

~

whispers
a
prayer,

~

and
tenderly

~

paints

her
heart.

~

©Robyn Lee

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The lovely young woman featured in this image is  My Butterfly  at The Alcázare of Seville (Spanish “Reales Alcázares de Sevilla” or “Royal Alcazars of Seville” ).  Alcazars is a royal palace in Seville, Spain.  Originally a Moorish fort, It is the oldest royal palace still in use in Europe.