One afternoon when I walked,
On a way paved by green leaves;
On a burden of heavy woods;
I must be before dusk darkens.
But a fern caught my eyes,
Hanging down its beautiful frond,
Towards the ground,
Pointing to me.
Handed it up,
Smelt it in.
Wow!
It’s dark!
I can’t see,
My
Way
Home!...