Morality for a Digital Age in an Indivisible Reality

Reality has a bound, physics shows us so  
Our dreams of analog have given way to the discrete  
Quanta are everywhere, the specks of reality  
They swell, quiver, and blend by a shore of nothing
 
But these specks also trace the line of what is real  
Beyond this bound there is only chance and naught  
These things we can not see, sense or touch  
Yet these things mould the way we love and dance
 
Perhaps it’s no wonder that our lives are digital  
Made of packets, bits, and bytes  
Our reality, social and cultural ties are vital  
Like the specks below our perception and lights
 
Religions, nations, and tribes can not steer us  
Through the waves of quanta above and below  
The storm is coming and Humanity needs a creed thus  
To find its safe harbour, its healing before our voyage to the stars
 
Humanity has wondered about the meaning of life  
We can not wait to debate any more  
We must decide what meaning we want to give to our strife  
And then live together with passion and explore
 
We must balance the individual and collective  
Know what is divisible and what is one  
We must ensure all voices are heard and active  
But that no voices oppress or shun
 
The universe is vast, and the quanta are endless  
We can create a framework for all beings to flourish  
With which they can tell their story with spirit  
And with which all may bring our dreams to accomplish