A senior oak lifts latticework to dusky sky.
A sunflower beams a perfect center circle,
pollen-coated seed tips arranged – just like that.
The conch shell, belies a spiral swirl within,
but not for me to see
and the zinnia bobs a circle of stars on its face-
tiny outstretched arms and yellow touching hands.
A globe to hold in the palm of your hand is the stone
of the avocado,
and the cherry leaf
asserts its zigzag edge to all who care to notice,
daffodils sway in unison
announcing spring with boisterous bugles.
Nature offers stars and stairs
and spirals and blares
You might notice and be awed,
by the shapes that nature draws.