Posted in Spring, tagged contemplation, debate, destiny, ferns, graceful, light of day, nature or nurture, photography, writing on May 23, 2012| 1 Comment »
As these ferns see the light of their first day, their destiny becomes apparent.
From spores under the cover of forest detritus,
the young plants scramble upward, wet and colicky,
far from the graceful, mature ferns they will grow to be, but on their way.
The nature or nurture debate is all but moot here.
They will become what they already are.
Posted in Summer, tagged dance, existence, ferns, hug, life, tender moment on August 19, 2011| 2 Comments »
A tender moment. Two ferns emerge from the crowd to lean on one another at the end of a day in the forest. There have been no fires, no tramplings, no disease, no one has been consumed in the hardscrabble existence that is life. While some plants dance in exaltation at this time, others simply hug.
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