An orchid seemingly frail
Needs ice at her roots-

Floating, almost grabbing
Nutrients from the air–
It seems.

—She is not a rose under glass
Amidst a dying world–

In fact, her natural habitat–
Is in the canopy of the
Amazon rainforest–

Just underneath
A river of clouds–
A blanket of rolling white

Her roots swinging
Long and free

A trust fall–
Held in

By all the physics–

You can
Muster.