Roaming aimless
Across the fields
I pick up half eaten seeds
From the woods
The berries dropped by the birds
And the feathers left behind
The flowers from the gardens
Touched by the tender bees
From the spring
I fill the water that caressed the earth
And quenched many souls
Pick up shells
From the endless beaches
Hear the echo of the sea
From the conch shell
I just picked up
The sand under my bare feet
Roots me to the mother
As i lay with countless souls
Under the bare sky
Do i pick up the brightest star too
For you
Yes, i do
And then, put all these in the kaleidoscope
That i hand over to you
That, i say
Is for you...
The bestest and the wildest and the precious ones
All to bring joy to you
The bees the birds the sea the woods
All will dance to bring the most exquisite performance for you
The sea would roar
The woods would sway
The water will dance
To a rythm only you will know
For all this, was always meant for you
All this, and some more
Pieces .....
Bark of a tree
A drying yet splendid leaf
The prettiest flower
The bllod red berry
The beads from a broken necklace
A shell sunk deep in the sand
A small pretty button from my childhood sweater....
Is all i have for you....
I hand them and go back again.
searching for more to bring glee to you....
