Who I Am
You heard the rhythm of my music
But didn't know what I was playing.
You heard the sound of my voice
But didn't know what I was saying.
You saw the words of my writing
But didn't know how to read it.
You saw the deeds of my heart
But didn't know what should proceed it.
Lest seeing you would realize,
Lest hearing you would understand
And perceive that all I say and do
Is who I am to be known firsthand.
Copyright © Leon Stacey | Year Posted 2007
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