BILL PRINGLE

PUSHING PAINT


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THE ORIGINAL CODE

Two paths diverged in cyberspace.
Connected by fiber optic lace.
Lace with a universal language.
Every human can distinguish.
Twelve notes lead the way.
Twelve disciples learn to play.
Woven in the fabric of nature.
Long before the nomenclature.
Birds weaving through the trees.
Sang to the buzzing bees.
Whales hummed a tune.
On their way to the moon.
Aborigines and Inuit know the song.
The whole world sings along.
Somewhere in all DNA.
Musical notes are hidden away.