Have you seen a fern in spring?
Involuted like a snail shell,
Beginning to unwind.
The frond unfurls,
The tiny green button uncurls.
Ah! a large leaf.
Have you seen a person in pain?
Involuted like an unborn babe,
Curled and constricted,
Vital organs protected.
There comes a day, though, where
The fetal position relaxes, and
Slowly the person reveals
What has always been there,
Just waiting for spring.
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