It’s a trip marked fully by the fully marked
Portents abounding from Rome to Florence to Cortona
Every step to the Brunelleschi cupola worn by forebears
Every snap in the Ufizi stale before the iPhone is aimed
 
Sunday afternoon taking out the trash to eco appropriate bins
(Even this task not mundane but meaningfully marked  
so glass does not mingle irrelevantly irreverently with gross)
one finally has a roadside encounter shared only with the divine