The fern unfurls like a prayer,
Unfolding its feline fingers
To feel the gently falling air.

The fern offers an untouched palm,
Delivering its rare green heart
To summer’s Heaven like a psalm.

The fern curls its delicate fronds
Around the hopeful, searching touch
Of the hand, hills and sky beyond.

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