One in a Million

A grain of sand,
unique among the seemingly infinite,
but lost all the same

found among others
gold, brown, white and black,
but each neighboring speck no more significant than the prior

insignificant, at the mercy
of the whipping winds,
to be displaced as they see fit

the grain, at rest, is home
but solitude takes no interest in sharing feelings,
one particle among millions

a grain of sand,
no more, no less.
It merely is.

By DB (07/14/2011)