The Snail

Jul 12

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Updated: Jul 24

Why don’t you move

off that log, snail?

because I’m stuck,

the snail said

you’re not stuck, snail

you just believe that you are.

The snail moved forward,

but it was slow

can’t you move

any faster, snail?

asked the fox.

No, said the snail

I only know

one speed.

See, I tried to move

faster once,

and that’s how

I got stuck here

on this log.

The fox snickered

I can run

so much faster

than you, snail.

You’re right,

said the snail

the fox ran so fast

it believed

it didn’t need healing.

While the snail

moved slowly

through life,

getting stuck

here and there,

it gave the snail

the chance

to pause

and breathe

the fresh air.

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