The mark of my word
+++++seen on screen
++++++++++or rough page,
+++++++++++++++or on waves of the air
++++++++++++++++++++where
+++++++++++++++++++++++++it can be heard. . .

is no match
+++++for the print of my foot,
++++++++++left by chance
+++++++++++++++on dry sand,
++++++++++++++++++++sticky mud,
+++++++++++++++++++++++++or thin soot
+++++or for the flow of my blood
++++++++++as it stops for a beat,
++++++++++to refresh in my heart–

++++++++++then goes on to spread love
++++++++++++++++++++way far out in the world
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++where I hope
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++it does good.