If I were a farmer

If I were a farmer, I would sow seeds of joy

If I were a landlord, I would rent out prosperity

If I were a lover, I would create a new language

If I were a king, how grand it would be,

to rule through questions

Any citizen of the world could take over the throne

I would continue to reign nonetheless

Through curiosity and wonderment

If I had a final wish, I would wish to be a devotee

If I break into sweat, I would let them flow into a gulf

and I would rise and fall in cycles

through sky, humans and earth

This is poem was originally published in Poetry & Miscellany