
Original DDE™ art: “Golden Spiral” by: rob kistner © 11/25/25
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from silence a spiraled spark is born
soft echo rising from echo’s dawn
a blooming coil in the quiet air
patterned numbers repeat a whispered prayer
as golden circles are gently drawn
each turning carries an older trace
a memory wrapped in a mirrored grace
a breath becoming a wider ring
this unfurling an eternal thing
in the hidden chambers of time and space
these coils remember what light once knew —
the path the seed in its dreaming grew
its curves unfolding in perfect rhyme
soft syllables spoken by ancient time
a script of shapes — each one forms true
the helix rises with deliberate poise
near golden-born, near that ancient voice
its measured turn a geometry of calm
world’s ratios shaped in ethereal palms
a spiral’s echo held within its climb
in every coil, a whispered kinship glows
a borrowed form that nature knows—
a resonance in chambered stellar arcs
a symmetrical hum of living sparks
where life’s golden spiral cypher grows
around the spark the spirals climb
a dance of balance — new form with prime
each step recalling the step before
the natural balance keeping score
while matter turns into sublime
so the living world unwinds its thread
from heartbeat’s pulse to a flower’s spread
each curve a story the cosmos sings
of how all beauty into motion springs —
from the golden spiral’s creation thread
rob kistner © 11/25/25
I enjoyed your Fibonacci poem, Rob, which circles golden throughout. These lines resonated with me:
‘each turning carries an older trace
a memory wrapped in a mirrored grace
a breath becoming a wider ring
this unfurling an eternal thing’.
Thank you Kim… 🙂
Aww, the golden spiral was a wonderful place to take the prompt. I like the way your poem balances geometry and spirituality so beautifully. Your artwork…..wow!
Thank you Mish, I am most appreciarive of your kind words. 😉
The beauty of the spiral and that perfect golden ratio, evermore more perfect with each decimal.
Yes Björn. I find it one of the most fascinating aspects mathematically in this world we live..:)
I see this as The Mysterious Mother, from which all things spring and to which all things return, a basic tenet of philosophical taoism. The gold fractals from a spark.
“from silence a spiraled spark is born”
beautiful graphic also, Rob
Thank you Lisa. The cycle of life… 🙂