What You See You notice what I accomplish - the hard, tangible results of my effort. Therein lies your appreciation: How what I deliver benefits you. And, yes, while I signed on to serve, to contribute to greater good in the world of your collective power, is it possible for you to notice who I am, all that I carry within me? Will you not water my seeds, that I might blossom before you? Perhaps I will simply flower in beauty that your eyes could behold just in case they ever really going looking for it.
I wrote this poem when I was working, during performance review time, when the manager I had at the time seemed especially focused on results without much appreciation for who I am and the value I brought through my way of being.