BromeliadsA Poem by AnthonySo much time is put into perfecting survival
Bromeliads are beautiful
with their slender reaching leaves, outstretched to collect every drop of sweet water dew the forest provides for them. Rolling it down to their center stalk with such elegance that only a million years of random chance and pure success can produce. Like an immaculate machine the bromeliad survives flawlessly and thrives with stunning wrath, shooting up blinding blossoms to signal its own mastery of the Jungle. © 2018 Anthony |
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