The Peace Offering

Nature reaching out to me,speaking out to me:

I reach out my hand to you my child...
Within it I bare the only gift I have to offer...A simple gift yours for the taking....
You may not see the worth in such simple things...But its all I have to offer you...
It is my sign of peace to you, I offer up a bit of me...For your eyes to enjoy, for your heart to welcome...
It is the simple things such as these dusty old rocks, the earth in which I ripped them from, The water that washed over them with the rain that made them clean, the wind that dried them for me, The moss that covers them, Down to the cracked aged hand that bares them for you...
They are as much yours for the taking as they are mine.
For this gift I give you, there is a peace in the simplicity of it,
A wisdom in the age of it.
My gift....
A Rock to lean on when you need a brace against the world and a Rock to stand on when you need strength to rise above your burdens....
Take these gifts as a sign of peace, Peace within you and peace towards me...
With this gift you can withstand all that comes your way, and appreciate the beauty in the world around you...
Rosa..AKA "cobaltmoonrose"

(I don't know, I have no clue. When I am alone in nature my thoughts just lead to you)