The nautilus shell
is complicated.
Mathematical —
its presentation
logarithmic,
mirror of the
greatest storms,
the largest galaxies…
Miraculous!
Its whole wide whorl
compartmentalized,
with past lives
in secret chambers —
where poetry is found
no less.
The poetry of time,
this old soul,
reminder of
roots and bones,
our beginnings
and our end.
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