Snail track
Snail track in fallen leaves
I see color before I see form or content; it was the yellow of the larger leaves that brought me to them, but it was their form that keeps me looking still. And while I look at the form I see the content and ponder it.
A wonder is so farre aboue our wit,
That Angels stand amaz’d to muse on it.
William Drummond of Hawthornden
