Guts

Instinctive emotional response before considered thought,

experienced salutation by proprioception wrought.

Whispers towards the required faith,

when the gut feeling is the mate.

Hesitations that determine any destination,

following the knowing will of reputation.

Perspective intelligence to trust the instinct,

respect the walk of given path distinct.

Inherited ability to never walk alone,

peptides communication as metaphor sown.

The beauty from the guts allow decision in instant,

conviction of the mind by phenomenal insistent.

The differentiation of genius from mediocre,

cleared up doubts and righteous provoker.

The invisible map of intuition,

contributing solution coming to fruition.

Guts in power sets itself in perfect place and time,

the process of necessities in all the same.

O my guts, mother Mary and Joseph,

blessings in potions of wisdom are always enough.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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