Under the blisters of the harshest rain, the flowers still blooming thoroughly.
Putting the gray world to it's misery and bought colors to triumph.
Plants, they are strong aren't they. They went through the harshest rain, become taller by their own effort to get sunlight, it could find light inside a dark box, their roots linger to search for water, and blooming flowers and fruits that one would appreciate.
But not all flowers are beautiful, not all fruits are great in taste. We can relate our lives to a plant which are similar.
The only difference is that,
we have the brains to think and they don't.
But why a plant without any brain could become the so-called perfect person?