And today, I have a poem to share. Perhaps my favorite topic to explore in poetry is the connectedness between objects in the micro- and macroverse, particularly the Fibonnaci repetition of patterns. I love how patterns in nature replicate on the small and large scale. It's stunning and humbling, how a snail and a galaxy can contain the same atoms, the same shapes, once again proving that we all are more alike than we are different.
Fibonnaci knows... |
spiral
one shell
one tiny shell
one spinning spiral
like a floating iris
like the golden eye
of a great grey heron
poised on a riverbank
in a glimmering city
in a far away country
on a great continent
riddled with rivers and
crisscrossed with streams
on this blue, blue earth
swaddled in clouds
strung with twinkle lights
turning and turning
within an orbit,
within the wide-flung arms
of a galaxy
one among
billions.
one shell.
one tiny
shell.
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