Empathic Poet

Powerful Words

Beth Layne Poetry — Sat, 12 Dec 2009 13:27:15 +0000
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


You Are Me
Beth Layne Poetry — Sat, 12 Dec 2009 12:57:27 +0000
In every moment I see your smile -

You should be here with me;

I long to feel your gentle touch -

But I wonder now, will this be?
Connected across time and land -

To know your heart once again;

Your boundless soul knows mine -

But this time, will my heart win?
A fleeting thought I know is yours -

A song I hear, always in my mind;

I know you are thinking of me -

But, will my heart, you find?
I can see through time and space -

But, your love I cannot see;

I can feel what others feel inside -

Separate I cannot, for you are me.
As if looking in the mirror -

To see the other side I hide;

There I am inside your heart -

Where my love will forever abide.
Beth Layne 2009









My Lover’s Clovers
Beth Layne Poetry — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 14:46:06 +0000
Skimming slowly through the grass, feet bare -

In a meditative state with the nature sounds;

Lost in my silence, not expecting you there -

And then your energy suddenly surrounds…
My eyes wide open, I see your bare foot -

Only half an inch pointing toward my own;

Just in between, a four leaf clover as if put -

By your hand, into the ground, sewn.
A warmness comes as I hold the clover -

Memories swirl of a much different time;

Brought to a halt as if all was over -

Enchanted, as I enter the sublime.
A miracle accepted, though not expected -

I go back to my enchanting, inward escape;

Then, around the corner, your foot resurrected -

And two more four leaf clovers take shape!
I expected the three for the boys and me –

Delighted you chose to acknowledge us all;

Then, my sweet girl screams with delight –

As she runs giggling toward me with her doll.
“Look, look! See what I have!”  -

Squeals my excited little bumble of energy;

She holds yet another four leaf clover –

I am amazed by the miraculous synergy.
Just behind her, I hear your laugh –

So uniquely you, even from there;

Tears streaming, I am so very grateful –

You have brought the peace of my prayer.
Beth Layne 2009









The Fire Within
Beth Layne Poetry — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 14:42:03 +0000
Find the ember that starts the flame -

Let flame light flame through your being;

Let loose the creativity inside you -

Then visions of heaven, you’ll be seeing.
Let your spirit soar beyond all fears -

Look back in triumph from where you are;

Love with every ounce of your heart -

Dance in gratitude for every star.
Set loose the oxygen to fully ignite -

Breathe deeply and exhale the weight;

Know you are meant to glow with light -

Come now, my friend and make your fate!
Close your eyes and visualize it all -

Everything you deeply desire to be;

Let the gratitude flow through you -

Open your eyes, and you shall see!
Take hold of what deeply gratifies you -

Therein lies the mysterious key;

There is reason for what moves your soul -

Follow it, and you will be free.
Copyright Beth Layne 2009









Unlocked Treasure
Beth Layne Poetry — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 14:36:01 +0000
At times I’ve thought to break the silence -

That lingers still between you and I;

Uncertain if I really should do that or not -

Wondering if you’ve thought of our goodbye;
To share such, as all that we shared -

Distance between us so vast and great;

How can one just simply walk away -

From a paths that crossed by fate?
Irrational words burst through emotion -

No time to think, impatient with pain;

Angry for all I was willing to risk -

Feelings to work out, of shame.
Did not you know my heart indeed -

Or was it all for the pleasure?

Reality or fear, I still do not know -

To run from an unlocked treasure.
Risque, for sure, what I suggested -

I’d not thought to loose altogether;

Indeed, I thought to know your heart -

I’ll still treasure the memory forever.
Copyright Beth Layne 2009 









Open Heart
Beth Layne Poetry — Thu, 04 Jun 2009 17:55:40 +0000
Lost in the enchantment of every day -

Knowing something special will be there;

I could not wait for the morning sun -

Now, it seems, the light I cannot bear.
I pour my heart and give without thought -

While others keep theirs caged and guarded;

Why does that scare another being so?

A shame, it seems, to be tender hearted.
An open heart full of love and acceptance -

Games of mind, within me, are not found;

Why should the negative be the norm -

And so many people keep their hearts bound?
The way to the light is within us all -

Deep within our hearts, lives the Spirit;

Love has no fears, and knows them not -

We only have to listen to hear it.
Copyright Beth Layne 2009









A Piece of God
Beth Layne Poetry — Thu, 04 Jun 2009 17:52:54 +0000
Alas, my friend, the power of God -

Lies deep within you indeed;

Always more to expore and know -

Of Him, you are a tiny seed;
All are connected, as all are one -

We are strung with silver thread;

Released to experience our lives-

To create and grow as we are led.
How then, pretell, could you not be -

Worthy of all you can dream?

If you are but a piece of God -

Then, how else should it seem?
Copyright Beth Layne 2009









Heaven
Beth Layne Poetry — Sat, 16 May 2009 13:03:21 +0000
Escape with me to a world unknown

Where nothing matters except love and life;

Where children play without fear -

No more hardship, no more strife.
Where roses bloom throughout the winter

And grass nor trees ever die;

Where sunshine is a friend, not an enemy -

And no one is ever sad to cry.
A place where no evil egos exist

So there is never a person who is mean;

There, all the world is a splendid place -

And ugly faces are never seen.
I close my eyes and see this place

With castles cascading from the air;

Where money nor gold is a requirement -

And in all the land, nothing is unfair.
A land where people are not afraid to love

And hearts are given without fear;

Where laughter and happiness fill every day -

We’ll live for each moment year after year.
Beth Layne 1996









Mountain Bliss
Beth Layne Poetry — Sat, 16 May 2009 12:57:14 +0000
Pillowy softness, endless still

Among the skies so high;

Blue smoke among the heavens,

Though never of nature shy.
Mountains of forest lusture

Where rivers flow through;

Wildlife in ever abundance;

Every day is fresh and new.
Rain to cool the days,

Beautiful colors of fall;

Snow capped beauty by winter;

Summer is best of all!
Shaded by southern trees,

In a land full of clean air;

Our haven in the hills;

Our peace within our prayer.
Beth Layne 2000









Visions
Beth Layne Poetry — Fri, 15 May 2009 02:33:43 +0000
In the pyramids of my tired mind,

I see the stretch that you bore;

Such innocence lost so young,

Life for you, exists no more.
What once was a vibrant light,

Has ceased now in this realm;

All for the growth and love,

Of all those you were around.
Tonight I see it all so clearly,

And now I carry your message;

Peace be brought unto you,

Blessed be your soul’s passage.
Beth Layne 2009