If you can hear it, if you can comprehend it,
then you will know me.
There is a story, a fable my mind creates.
If you can read it, if it speaks to your
then you will recognise me.
There is a poem, a rhyme that my lips whisper.
If you can understand it, know it’s meaning
then you will hold me.
There is endless treasure, riches that is in me.
If you can see, understand, know it true value,
then my soul will enfold you.
If not, beloved stranger,
My song, my story, my poem
Reaching out with unseen hands to the ones that will.