There Are Two Types of Trails

​There are two types of trails,
The trails to harvest the olive trees
In Rhodes, or meditating on
The hills in the antipodes.

If your soul is air or fire
It is hard to make prints
On the soil. Find your
Balance where the sun glints

On the feldspar. Don’t envy
The apples, green or gold,
Owned by the farmer living
On the soil. His freehold,

Even if he is a king of 
Sorts, wise and righteous as
The sun, his bounty, his
Crown, platinum, topaz,

Are lackluster. Don’t be
Afraid. You will not go
Hungry. You will be paid
For your voice, your duodecimo.

And when you shine, you
Sprinkle rose water, you
Shine upon a single soul,
It shivers the whole world through.