Shifting sands blow in heavy breeze
Grain by grain they sway effortlessly
As if gravity bored their coarse cells
In unique directions they flowed
Unique, being an individual
Not one grain is the same
Together sand is one
But with a touch of wind
It is free
If only for a moment

Loneliness is real
It's too real for you.
If you think it can be cured
By something so obvious.

Not all loneliness is solved
By family and friends,
Food and meditation,
Love and compassion.
Though wholesome indeed
Are your thoughtful words
If they were true
Loneliness wouldn't be heard

For the lonely aren't lonely
Because they're without something;
The lonely are lonely
Because their mind is ill
The lonely need help
Not aimless distraction