Empathic Poet

So powerful are the words that you speak -
Why, indeed, do you speak to me in this way;
Hidden in the shadows, concealing yourself?
Light is truth, opened wide – words you say.

Is it then, a game you play? – you do see me -
That acknowledgement, I give, that you seek;
In tune, indeed, or did this take study?
Clever, you are, in knowing where I am weak.

Is your intent, then, to frighten? -
To leave me with no clues in reality;
Are you waiting for me to see it clearly? -
To my life, there is no thing as normality.

You know that I am observing – yet still -
You seek what is not mine to give;
Answers come through me, not from me -
It is for the growth of others I live.

Beth Layne 2009