Clambering For Connection

We should be

clambering for our connections

out beyond the Pleiades;

for our roots amid

the red dwarfs and

black holes, NOT

for the weak and tawdry

lineaments of our contention

and dismay that anchor

us to our simple gender,

or race or clan just

over the distant knoll.

That height is not

noble enough for us

to see from.  Those 

coordinates of our being 

are better left for drawing

battle lines and pointing out

the million, million factions

we can divide our greatness into.

We are stardust and gods;
we are indissoluble mercy
and unending grace, 

yet we would not!