A Fibonacci Poem: Everywhere You Look

[Mark A Becker]

Everywhere You Look

There
they
are- in
tornadoes,
shells, and hurricanes-
spirals are everywhere you look.
Galaxies, whirlpools, and flowers-
the whole universe,
all of it,
spins like
a
top.

Do
these
spirals
purposely
appear in nature,
created with such precision,
so that we can’t help but wonder
what brilliant artist
must exist
to craft
each
one?