Here's a great moment from the famous Irish poet W.B. Yeats [1865-1939] who wrote in many styles--read more of his work here. It's short but very interesting:
THE COMING OF WISDOM WITH TIME
Though leaves are many, the root is one;
Through all the lying days of my youth
I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;
Now I may wither into the truth.
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