Revolving Door

A constant round of circles;
Leading nowhere, never ending -
Looking always for the way;
Evidently lost, not pretending.

A cycle of will non-existent;
The other cycles continue to spin -
Revolving always, forever behind;
There is never any way to win.

Perfectly in sync at different paces;
Never any closer or farther away -
Missing the exit on every round;
It wasn't meant to be this way.

A dance of circumstance or penance?
Born of only the closed mind -
The heart waits for its release;
The music box knows only its wind.

Shadow Man

You are but a shadow in my land -
A thing that cannot be revealed;
A moment of fleeting energy -
In a burst, though shortly lived.

Creeping near every corner wall -
Watching, waiting; but for what;
What is it that you seek here?
In between worlds, you are caught.

Purposeful, as if on a mission -
The bursts you emit so often;
Not a heart in all the world -
This hardness within you soften.

Not one in need of any rescue -
But one who is here to prevent;
You can, though, be sent back -
To the one by whom you were sent.



Beth Layne 2009

Powerful Words

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

Unlocked Treasure

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 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 lose altogether;
Indeed, I thought to know your heart -
I'll still treasure the memory forever.


Copyright Beth Layne 2009

My Lover's Clovers

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.



Copyright Beth Layne 2009