One view

 
 
And there rose like spring,
A brightly coloured flower in a sea of grass,
That saw the beauty of the myth
And the depth of the wisdom,
And its simplicity.

And he saw that whilst all
Was universal,
It also sparkled like a diamond
With a million facets

That together represented a unity
That Cain and his kin,
Like most,
Being too close to the trees
Completely failed to see.

But his name escapes me.
Jesus, or Siddhartha, or Mohammed, or Alan
Or something.
 
 

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