the truth
is a fan
a hand with
more than
ten fingers
your head has
a thousand strands
of hair
the river has
a hundred
tributaries
light that
spreads like a rope
unleashed
or trickles of
rain drops
the truth is
a legendary elephant
do not judge too
easily
you got the tail
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem