Say a word for the silent genius.
Amongst us he resides.
Propeling soul-drift through storm clouds of conformity.
He deserves to hear due praise.
Shoveling snow fallen from farmiliar unappriciated skies.
A unique snowflake does the shoveling.
What heaping connective mushy surroundings does he dig through.
Penetrating the patterned populous.
May his search provide heat.
May the water flow to quench our every united thirst.
Say a word for the digging in silence.
The silent genius.
Feb 2, 2017
Feb 2, 2017 at 4:54 PM UTC
Say a word for the silent genius.
Amongst us he resides.
Propeling soul-drift through storm clouds of conformity.
He deserves to hear due praise.
Shoveling snow fallen from farmiliar unappriciated skies.
A unique snowflake does the shoveling.
What heaping connective mushy surroundings does he dig through.
Penetrating the patterned populous.
May his search provide heat.
May the water flow to quench our every united thirst.
Say a word for the digging in silence.
The silent genius.
