While I’m here unprotected,
I’ll tell you what I think.
We are a social species,
Luckily held in place by a relatively stable solar system and
Species-specific planetary environment.

I can’t always account for our emotional outbursts,
But I can accept that the label “religion” applies to words like love and beauty,
So while the weather is in our favour,
Let’s accept us for our unacceptable differences,

Of sexual preference,
Of dress codes
And other external markers,
Saying we’re limited in our ability to understand
Such things as skirts, ties, pants and tattoos,

Giving each other room to express individuality without specific meaning…

Then looking at the perspective of time to determine the viability of individual lifestyles
In order to say such things as the Rock of Cashel are worth preserving…

As we explore the cosmic possibilities of Moon/Martian colonies…

Dividing our basket of eggs across celestial bodies as we go along.