One thing I loved about Asia was their roosters.
There were so many of them, all so colorful, free and bright,
blending into a peaceful and oh so quiet farming environment.
It reminds me of an old fable which applies to todays' world.
I believe this fable was written by an author named Krilov.
A rooster came upon a pearl in a yard compost mound.
Amazed, he cried out: What's this?
It has no use for this world.
What fools men are to treasure such tough grains that no one can digest.
Now Barley.. does not shine so much....... but fills the stomach.
Decide..........Which is best?
Upon reflecting, we find often in the world of men,
a fool deems useless, what he cannot understand.