Elephant

Each line of the elephant’s hide

like its mum and dad before it, has been well earned

each wrinkle in the trunk

positioned from moving fallen trees and

hosing down his brothers and sisters

at the jungle watering hole

now – when you catch his eye – he’ll observe you closely

that’s collected wisdom collected in every wrinkle and ripple

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