The Abyss of the swirl- a poem

The Abyss of the swirl- Drishya Phuel

Our Deeds accompanying us

Like the Fibonacci entities
you and you constituting another you
and your mind flayers grow even more intense
as deep as the ocean's eyes
as blue as the purpose, you have in your mind
that you simply cannot place behind

The Fibonacci spiral goes on and on
The petals increase
The bees are lured
The human mouths are fed
Those standards fall down when you realize
how simple and complex the patterns are
when you realize you were born in this nature just to die a death
a million miles away and yet near enough to take it all away with it