Upend the pot and there you are:
GREAT shell, feelers out
Tucked in, protected
From rainy or BALMY days
I watch and wonder:
So slow in your movement,
I pin steadiness on you,
Attribute determination
But perhaps, you SLACK and shirk
Indeed, why assume virtue or vice?
Let me allow you to simply be
What you are– a SNAIL

Georg’ann

Listen, sirens wail
outside, PAUSE motion on STAIR
notice SNAIL moves slow

Heather