coming to you

i do not only carry
fire in my hands,
i collected seeds
i do not know,
i brought garden soil
and pebbles,
i bring water, rivers,
i took the wind
with me,
and i brought me
and the non-me
which is part of all.

i carry my soul in my skin,
a heart in my fingertips,
the spirit in my silence
and my arms are a cradle
where you can sleep
and wake to the birds
singing, see, i brought them too.

all i bring i have never
possessed, i bring what
i have been given.
I cannot steal the water
of immortality nor will
i slay dragons.
I am a simple man.
I bring my smile.
and i will listen to you.

take care of us.
be gentle with me
and forgive my imperfection.
let us find grace
with the gifts of life.
and let us smile when we can.