Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Shell of a Snail

when I was a small child
on grass I was rolling wild
there I saw a quiet snail
with a bright shining shell

in warmth of morning sun
sparkling with beads of dew
it sparkled its shining smile
from beneath the shining shell

sun rose, went up the sky
snail only wondered why
its so quiet and blissful here
why then rush here and there

in wonder and in awe
snail took a tiny step
with wonder and with awe
its mind grew a zillion way

a dot and the universe
really there is no difference
wise was the quiet snail
smiling inside its shining shell

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