From These Genes

It is from these genes, From which the genius beems. It seems to create delicious dreams. Like the juice that flows to taste familiar... Yet so sweet. It's too much to keep it hidden. Or fabricate its comfort. It's from the planted seed that's nourished. To grow, bloom and rejoice the moment! And it's good... When it is seen that way! And better when it isn't. It is from these genes, Within me to encourage... Self, With a desire to grow. And to know what I can... Or can not do. If I just go ahead and do it! To prove it to myself. It is from these genes... That I have taken so much for granted!