THE COUNT

 

man who sets his mind at rest
Comes to know
The number of sand grains.
In his palm
And fears not
The demands of building life edifices
So lives a life that counts

But the restless
Where he even  to count
Know not that.
the number will remain anonymous
Neither  aware he need not count.
While he lives
counting that whose infinitude
Is a mockery to sentience

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