Lichen is an alliance between a fungus and an alga. Two life forms that merge without losing themselves. Lichen grows where nothing else grows. On stone, on bark, on ruins. It clings, slowly, it colonizes without invading. It traces. Its presence is discreet, almost invisible. Yet it has always been there. It lives without noise, ancient, resilient, modest. Lichen challenges our idea of strength. It is not speed or brilliance. It is persistence, adaptation, the quiet listening between forms. It clings to the mineral, the link between the organic and the inorganic. In every crevice it covers, it whispers that life can reinvent itself, even where we no longer expect it.