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THE GOLDEN SPIRAL by Ginny Brannan

I recently viewed an image that reminded me of how intricate both nature and life can be...

The Golden Spiral is a non-linear shape that occurs in nature, examples include the arms of spiral galaxies, the phyllotaxis of leaves, and the spiral of a nautilus shell, sometimes these are also referred to as Fibonacci spirals.

Perhaps this isn’t exactly impressive on its own, until you realize that the same ratio found in these spirals is also the key to everything from encrypting computer data, to the numbers of spirals on a sunflower head, to our own limbs and why the Mona Lisa is so pleasing to the eye.

The idea of this ever-expanding spiral shape intrigues me, because even life itself is not linear, but full of twists and turns. And so this piece came to be, not just as reference to a shape, but also as reference to the spiral of  ‘life’…

The Golden Spiral
by Ginny Brannan 

Life spirals
in ever widening circles,
elliptical orbits…
passing only once en-route
to some unknown end;
sometimes we almost touch the past
but can’t go back again.
Through each mistake, in every trial—
conviction holds the key;
a lesson learned at every turn
upon our path to ‘be’

Ginny Brannan: Residing in New England with husband of nearly 32 years, son and two cats, Ginny Brannan took poetry and creative writing courses in both high school and college. Foregoing degree, she headed directly into the workforce. In 2009, Ginny found herself out of work and facing the ominous task of finding employment in a cyber world and declining job market. Struggling to keep afloat, a long-time friend suggested she tap back into her creative side and pick up a pen and write (or Macbook and type as case may be). She credits the therapeutic effects of writing to getting her through this stressful time. Ginny writes both traditional poetry and free verse. She has been published in The River Muse, an on-line Art & Literary Journal. You may read more of her poetry on her website here, listen to her recite her poems here or connect with her Ginny on twitter.  



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  1. Tracie NicholsAugust 12, 2015 at 8:14 AM

    I love how the Golden Spiral weaves the foundation for so much of our lives...and you wrote a poem about it!!

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