I’ve seen the rocky landscape
of Mars
with those curious blue sunsets
and can only imagine
the silence
when outside my window
birds sing
and I wonder
can a billion stars
have not one more rock
that circles around
twittering
with songs
of life?
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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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