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
2 comments:
There is an irony in writing poetry about communication. Poetry by its nature captures emotions at the expense of clarity. This poem does so perhaps more than many do - very emotional, yet so unclear as to what is being said that the writer is reacting to.
I am very clear on what the author of this poem is reacting to. I found this poem after writing my own The Eyes Of A Heart. http://allpoetry.com/poem/5928875
She expresses the exact same depth of feeling from the presence of someone that I felt when I wrote this poem. She uses the word feel because that is how she reacts. An Empath feels emotions on a very powerful level.
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