Bumpy life

In a busy life of words and actions
The difficulty is observing in silence and discovering
What is recurrent.
Randomly bumping the elbows to corners and pains,
We leave a trail that tells our story
And passes often through points of significance.
Few points with value
Are like benches where to feel at home
And safely alone.

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Snail 2

The snail is the animal
Who hides the success in its closed house
And silently surprises everybody.
With the colours of nature
And the belly that holds the world,
The snail tours the planet
Unobserved by the crowd.
Carrying its safety on its back,
The snail is always afraid
of an imminent disaster,
Yet it proceeds at its own speed
Towards the unknown on hold.