my feet hit the waves and I know it is home my hands touch the fern and I know I am not alone The moon looks away while I kiss the sky because this gift of innocence is hard to deny I have never wanted or needed much but a tender spot under the clouds to feel the love
This is beautiful… especially the line “the moon looks away/ while I kiss the sky” and the ending too. the poem itself feels kind of serene (at least to me).
Perfect and simple, and the choice of fern adds a timelessness and sense of infinity in life