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....