A Bandon: Finding Fibonacci
To be in my power, I must now yield,
relinquish my claim to the all knowing,
my fight for self-reliance; I must spin
with abandon in a wildflower field,
spin like a mad child until dizzy and glowing
with emptiness and trust. I must forfeit
my ego, concede to sunflower revealed,
to swallowtail on my shoulder, fleeting.
I must lay down sovereignty and submit
to the moral order of pinecones.
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