Tillandsia Aeranthos

Resisting, growing
Like carnations of the air
Against all adversity

Waiting, like birds
At the high traffic lights
Watching the world go by

We will be carnations of the air
Seeking to resist in the storm
From every stormy night
A new Sun will rise again

Resisting, the elderly
Cross the street arm in arm
Waiting, like an owner
For his pet at night

Resisting with love
And friendship in a decaying place

We will be carnations of the air
Seeking to resist in the storm
From every stormy night
A new Sun will rise again