A wicker basket

A wicker basket/ hauling friendly fruit from door to door/ what's this task for?/ What rapport are we looking for/ hoping praying for/ you and only you know where your heart is and how you stand/ and only you know how to take my hand and lead me toward Your Holy light/ I wander blindly day and night without your guidance/ and your direction is priceless/ this ice is melting around me fast/ the fact that I am hot might have something strangely to do with it/ though troubled and not to deface the strange except the deranged use their thoughts as currency/ blah blah blah...