…who has a controlled sense of wonder before the universal mystery,
whether it hides in a snail’s eye
or within the light that impinges on that delicate organ.
A gastropod brave enough
to cross a busy sidewalk
appeared in no particular rush,
no hurry toward the grassy expanse
on the other side.
The lawn will still be there
whether an hour from now
Its waving little snail eyes
see and smell the universal mystery
of the future.
To assure it will not be crushed underfoot
I decided to intervene in history
and gave it a lift
as Someone did for me.
I came, I saw a snail in danger
and barely heard it huffle.
I didn’t need to hear it~
I only needed to see
to do the right thing.
“James gave the huffle of a snail in danger. And nobody heard him at all.”
~A.A.Milne “When We Were Very Young”