Lichen, you are the quiet conqueror,
Settling where others cannot,
On barren rock and ancient trees,
You weave your tapestry.
In shades of green and gray,
You whisper the language of time,
Slowly, subtly, transforming,
The places you call home.
You thrive in stillness,
In the patience of centuries,
A symbiosis of life,
In the most unlikely places.
In your intricate forms,
We see resilience,
A testament to survival,
Against the harshest of odds.
You do not boast,
You do not cry for attention,
Yet in your quiet existence,
You teach us the power of perseverance.
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Just needed a Big Bravo!!!!!! Wonderful TFS