A rooster crows
with memories of
oh so long ago
three times he did
cock-a-doodle-do!
and now recalls
hidden sobs
oh so strange
a greeting to
the breaking of
what seemed
just
another day.
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Truth (with a capital "T") is the elephant, and humanity the blind touching, sniffing, tasting, listening to this big "T" and of course we all rhapsodize a different tale (or tail?), yet in the end the big "T" is still the big "T" and all our various tales describe a tiny bit of that reality, the elephant.
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