Am I alone as I survey that vast wilderness outside,

Sat at home every day fettered by my own foolish pride,

I may believe I can conceive stunning cunning plans,

Yet I perceive the web I weave is lacking vital strands,

It may transpire my destiny is to conquer virtual space,

But I must wire the best of me to another spidery face,

For although knowing everything about business and site,

To grow means throwing other experts in to get it right,

So even this experienced spider who spins webs so fine,

Needs for bliss a guider to show the whole world online,

His creation, born bred and reared , now standing serene,

Will evoke elation and be revered if it can only be seen,

There’s no point in Picasso no mike in Michelangelo,

If the joints a no go and the sound man doesn’t show,

So that treasure you're concealing from total global view,

Measures up and has meaning with others helping you,

We all have inborn talent and also inborn failings,

So often scorn a balance, chained to our own railings,

And our world misses a website that deserved to be a star,

But not unfurled in all its might, merely cowering from afar,

Why not take your Van Dyke, or Rembrandt seen by few,

And let us make it see the light, exposed to global view,

Don’t hide them in shadows behind barriers of your mind,

Where pride and jealous arrows make them hard to find,

Instead turn to experts just as good as you would like to be,

Who you’ll learn to trust, and who will set your website free.