(existence or essence)

the Earth
a fleck of green
in parched soil, bursts to life
pushing its way towards dim light
one sprout
only
others remaining
the mute sparks of light are
shining in the dark distant skies
as stars

This is my first submission for the PoetsPub contest for May Week 1-2, where we had to a poem about facing the future, that includes both the 'glass half full' and 'glass half empty' perspective.