The Gift (day 135)

Squabbling Quibian!
What have you found there?
Is it a new form of currency?
A rare gem; a gift from the Emperor?

How you cradle it like a lover
Lost deep at sea
There is something nostalgic
In your eyes I see

A pebble, dear Quibian?
A stray rock here you hold?
Found amongst the leaves
On your long walk home?