Waiting

Grain

One grain of sand

It's helpless

it can't hurt you

but wait

its today

and its slowing

growing

inside my brain

I can't take

a second

Can't take a second more

Want to close up

lock up

come out no more

But I wait

One moment

And that grain, it subtly grows.

Nudging its way in the shadows

it grows

it grows

it grows

it grows

but wait!

Is is there?

Is that grain if sand

in there somewhere?

Is it hope?

Is it unity?

Is it something I dare not name?

But wait!

Is it just a tickling persistence,

an itch I've been wanting to shake?

But wait!

Is it nothing?

Is it something that might save me here?

But its not.

It's just some sand.

Its just a singular grain

and no matter how hard I hope, and wait, and pray.

It's a singular grain of sand.