Days travel as birds fly in the sky, moments
passing faster with each thought that makes one
weep, yet when you count each grain of sand
it takes longer than just one day of understanding
why we started counting those grains of sand.

  It is easier to understand just one person than
it is to count grains of sand if we can take time
to count those grains of sand, why is it so hard
to understand just one person who cries, saying
“help me”?

  Each grain of sand does not cry out, it's therefor
us to see and walk upon, no reason to be counted
unless we desire so, only when one cries out does
one feel helpless giving assistance, lacking faith
in themselves, they can help! but still, they try to
comfort in the best of their own abilities to do so
in peace.

  So when we count those grains of sand, there
is no pressure that surrounds, only desire, with
a handful of understanding, like a handful
of sand, can we understand one who needs
to be understood?  I know it is possible.  It is in
our DNA to know.

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