Within Siphonoforous stive
One scarce can criticize resistance
But the zooid does not, CANNOT thrive
By fixing on his own existence.
A galaxy is a star cluster,
Not one tiny star.
We only see one point of light
By reason of how far we are.
If I am you and you are me
And both of us are light,
So the dust and dreams that make you up,
An analogue to my own plight.