the precious stone

along the mountain she was walking
resting quiet for a while
the wind was talking

she could hear the stream 
then, waking slowly
from her dream

in the shallow water, the gift laid
the precious stone of ancients
with her eyes it played

valuable beyond compare
it shone like a million rainbows
such a find is truly rare

in the basket with her loaves
she put the stone
then she headed for the coves

a hungry traveler asked her for food
she offered what she had
and then he saw the loot

rather the stone, he insisted
she handed it over smiling
he thought that she was twisted

to her later, he returns
still the stone with all its riches
inside of him a longing burns

how can i help today, she asked
from the stone all fortune can be had
the more precious with your smile, you masked

I want that which you have within
to give it without hesitation
that will me, more fortune bring