The Path To Peace - Poem by Roger Mather
This Far Eastern tale is to us very relevant,
Of three blind men who encountered an elephant.
"It's a wall," one man cried,
As he touched its tall side.
"But it's a rope, without fail,"
Said the next, hands on tail.
"Oh no, it's the trunk of a tree,"
On feeling a leg, said the last of the three.
With these words, our story ends.
It appears that the three men stayed friends.
For this to happen, you can be quite sure
Each of them had to get the whole picture.
So when with a person you disagree,
You may eye-to-eye yet readily see
If you compare your perspectives --- And spare the invectives.
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