Today I Saw a Snail
by
Radiance Angelina Petro

Walking the Lavender Trails
up to the Andorra Meadow Loop,
umbrella poplars broadening the day,
I grow accustomed to soft sounds,
and no sounds, and sounds that enter
my soul-shaped body.

Today,

chaos isn’t hounding my heels,
the devil isn’t making fires
in my bones, and I’ve wept enough
to put an end to tears, and when

I left the house,

I saw a snail raise its retractable horns,
and frogs lift their eyes in Wind Dance Pond,

and you and I are still alive,

and the day will not ask anymore of us
as we share our feathered lives, and turn
a little closer to one another.

How about we believe in the world again.