Peace of an Earthworm

Forgetting the larger human questions, he lay down on his damp lawn and spent some minutes with an earthworm as it coiled and burrowed between the blades and sods.  Something about its invertebrate silence and diligence comforted him, knowing that whatever unknowable principle there was must cradle the two of them equally no matter the difference in their worlds.

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