To the seashore
again
this time the lapping surf
catches me with ease
no longer can I taunt
the sea
outrun its endless dare
like time it is
always there
for me to measure
and be aware
just how much longer
I need
to care.
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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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