You do not know,

What I will not show.

You stand over me,

So you say you see me.

You see my patterns,

So you say you understand me.

You see my colors,

So you say you know me.

You know where I begin,

So you say you know how I am.

You see the sparkling surface,

So you say you see my beauty.

But you’ve seen what’s been showed,

What I’ve allowed.

I do not hide,

But I have a lot unseen.

I do not ask for permission,

I am not forceful.

I am not mysterious,

I can be comprehended.

I am not unpredictable,

I have my notions.

I am not tamable,

I have my own bounds.

You only see,

What I will have you know.