Michael, I really admire these imaginal metaphorical mysteries you’ve posted here, but maybe, if I do have a favorite, it’s this one, so down to earth and so spiritual simultaneously. Besides, I love snails, hermaphroditic embodiments of the nature of water, of flow, of the spiral dynamical creative powers of the cosmos.
Is one metaphor EVER enough? I’m one of those “metaphorically fluid” types, as are some of my best friends, one of whom is always saying “Everything reminds me of everything else!” Sometimes amusing complaint, sometimes expostulation of wonder.