Stars are billions in number,
Glimmering in the sky,
But a single moon can make,
The entire darkness die.
Swords are so mighty,
Compared to a needle,
Yet they cannot stitch,
A cloth, even a little.
Grasses on the ground are many,
But the tree, even if one,
Can provide shade and relief,
From the scorching, hot sun.
Words to be spoken are many,
But action required is only one,
To describe a person's behavior,
Whatever action he hath done.
Stairs in a building are many,
But the lift, only one.
Yet it can take a person up,
In less time than stairs can.
Candles lit in a room,
Provide only a little light,
But a single bulb can,
Immediately make the room bright.
A sea has thousands of creatures,
Unlike a small river,
Yet it can't quench the thirst,
Of a thirsty person or traveler.
A rose plant has several thorns,
But flower, even if one,
Can spread its beauty and fragrance,
Adding to people's joy and fun.
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