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Posts tagged “strength

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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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


A Prayer

Dear God,
Let us see that
we are all connected,
and that Love is the pivotal
universal truth we must embrace to
ensure peace and collective wellbeing
during our brief stay here on planet Earth.

~Amen~

©Robyn Lee

In memory and dedication to those whose precious lives
were lost or damaged in the recent Colorado tragedy

Shooting victims remembered
Aurora, Colorado Shooting: Victims Remembered | Video – ABC News

 The touching post by fellow blogger, Jeannie, which provided inspiration for my prayer today
Colorado’s dark night… « The Writernubbin

 


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


Take Hold

Overnight, very
Whitely, discreetly,
Very quietly

Our toes, our noses
Take hold on the loam,
Acquire the air.

Nobody sees us,
Stops us, betrays us;
The small grains make room.

Soft fists insist on
Heaving the needles,
The leafy bedding,

Even the paving.
Our hammers, our rams,
Earless and eyeless,

Perfectly voiceless,
Widen the crannies,
Shoulder through holes.We

Diet on water,
On crumbs of shadow,
Bland-mannered, asking

Little or nothing.
So many of us!
So many of us!

We are shelves, we are
Tables, we are meek,
We are edible,

Nudgers and shovers
In spite of ourselves.
Our kind multiplies:

We shall by morning
Inherit the earth.
Our foot’s in the door.

~Sylvia Plath 



Pursuit

“Performance depends neither on size nor strength,
but rather on fuel of the spirit.”

~Robyn Lee


Grit

“Beneath the cracks and crevices, amidst rough edges and distress;
there lies substance and fortitude, quiet strength we all possess.” 

~Robyn Lee

This post is dedicated to fellow blogger Julie Goyder ( jmgoyder ) who has lovingly encouraged me to share my words.


Unyielding

Click here to find out why I admire beach grass:  Unyielding « THROUGH THE HEALING LENS