the golden ratio the shell,
the stairs ascending round themselves.
the trees rustle as if to kneel and listen,
to the heartbeat of a lark or the lark in my heartbeat.
-Josh Ritter
the golden ratio the shell,
the stairs ascending round themselves.
the trees rustle as if to kneel and listen,
to the heartbeat of a lark or the lark in my heartbeat.
-Josh Ritter