Can you see me, tiny snail?
Or am I a shadow?
An eclipse?
A passing breeze?
A giant, thunderous earthquake?
Or do I even exist at all
in the universe of one so small?
~Amy Porterfield
I met this little guy on my walk yesterday. I would have picked him up and moved him to the grass where he was headed, but he was yucky and I was in a hurry, so I just snapped his picture and moved on.
