all people on earth are wholly human
and therefore worthy of my love,
our seven thousand human languages point to what is meaningful
the energy of our physics,
the angels and demons of our religions,
are the stars in the sky within us
not one finger pointing to the moon
but the wild all energy of starlight
uncontained by human words, unrestrained by our ideas
the energy of physics, force and mass in motion, the angels and demons dancing as they will
they care not even to laugh at our words
dancing instead
the billion stars beyond seven thousand languages
each human word pointing up,
my mind makes constellations to separate us yet
no star was born in a constellation, no tinyhuman pattern of observation and label
made the sky,
the stars of Andromeda were never chained,
she is free outside men’s minds
my heart is warmed by light beyond ideas
shining on us all