Thursday, November 10, 2016


Like strings upon a puppet
Or threads within a web
They pull together up it
But, synthesize instead
Like leaves and branches on a tree give stunning strength to fit
The synthesis, like magic born, when you lean intuit
When all the threads align
And synergies combine
There never will be end to it
You're learning of the intuit


© 2012 whickwithy

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