From cracks arise a tender sprout
And spread rare joys of shaded green,
Who holds a hand helping her out?
Whose be that hidden hand within?
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touches me - .. There comes a voice from a deep cave: Seen I've in stony depth warm heart, ...///enjoyed
I admire your keen eye and sense of poesy. Thank you Mahtab Bangalee.