Were we to find a sapling
Green, light green, white
beating the odds
On a large rock in space
Conjuring droplets of water
from stellar air
Conjuring green little breaths
to stir
Slender roots ever deeper
on their mineral questWere we to see this
We would stop in wonder
We would stare even
We would look and amaze
That life is life and does grow
Despite whatever reason
Rocks and space and
far too remote throw
in its wayThe Earth is no different
There’s just more of it
And so no one stops
or amazes, weary of
So much life
Ulf Wolf
December 2010