The lichen grows on bare rock,
no earth, little sustenance,
a tenuous foothold to life.
It asks for sun and time,
and grows,defeated, grows again.
It rains, it grows, the summer drought comes,
it dies, to grow again with rain,
and when it dies, it leaves a ghost behind.
Soil? Or is it the merest memory of lichen
becoming soil?
So,mosses grow, a different plant,
thicker, greener, richer,
withstanding drought a little more,
because of it's poor precursor
which took a foothold where no other could.
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