There once was a fern in a forest far away. Then one day from the East a ladybug left her garden green. The lady bug and fern soon fast friends said to one another: what a friend you are to me! Illuminating all of each. Ours is a love envied by the vines and trees! With each fickle breeze or storm that should pass, fear not are kindred hearts. I lay my wings upon you and you rest your leaves on me. Even laid low still victorious we strove because of the divine love we share.
The Silent Singer 