Is randomness real?

When fractals bloom in ferns,

And golden ratios spiral through galaxies?

They say "chaos rules nature"—

Lightning's jagged fingers,

Ocean's restless waves.

But step back.

Breathe.

Watch snowflakes crystallize,

Six-fold symmetry in ice.

See how planets dance

Their celestial waltz.

I've learned to read

The mathematics of storms,

The geometry of growth.

Each petal, each branch

Following ancient algorithms.

Yet true chaos exists

Beyond our patterns,

Like thoughts scattered in dreams,

Or quantum dice rolling

In probability clouds.

I stand at the edge

Where order meets entropy,

Where butterflies' wings

Birth hurricanes.

Here, in this liminal space,

Perfect disorder

Creates perfect beauty.

Take three steps back.

Inhale deeply.

Let your eyes unfocus

Until the cosmos reveals

Its hidden sheet music—

Notes of gravity,

Rhythms of light.

Now I see:

Chaos and order

Dance the same dance,

Two faces of truth

In nature's grand design.