You may not shift the mountains,
or calm the ocean's roar,
but reaching out to one in need
can open up a door.
A single hand extended
when someone's hope is thin
can be the thread that pulls them back
to find their strength within.
You may not change the planet,
or rewrite every fate,
but lifting one who's falling
can make their burden wait.
A rope, a word, a kindness—
not grand, but truly wise.
For saving just one person
is how the world will rise.
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