Trade Secrets Poem by Eillio Imbasciati

He tries to take advantage of those moments of light that sporadically materialize within him,
Independent from emotional turmoil
What sustains him is thinking, and the word
His glass of water in the desert, never deserting him
Now, he's given away some trade secrets along the way,
But the value of enrichment is a permanent pleasure source which MUST be equally distributed
As from his point of view, elements grew,
Although he has to remain concerned about slippage
Constantly providing for the soil, to the letter
Advancing the shade, blending in new sunlight
Getting brighter, and that includes the thinking