The Fern
The silk fern herringbones the sunlight.
Its prehistoric tendrils fan the morn:
A living fossil to take urgent flight.
It whispers in dark inaudible moan,
Spawning in our rich volcanic earth,
Secrets where our seed was first sown
In fragile perpetuity.
Copyright © Brian Duffield | Year Posted 2017
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