Benny Sip

Poetry

The Perfect Order

I feel as if I am slowly becoming the architect of a great system.

What I have learned is that innovation, more often than not, is a return to, rather than something brand new.

A stripping back of sorts. Becoming barren again. Naked homeostasis.

There is such a thing as perfect order in this world. 

All life begins at the centre.

In the case of the tree, radiating from the seed, extending downward into the earth through roots and upward into the air by branches.

The perfect fractal pattern emerges, replicating itself time and again.

~ The Perfect Order ~

Ben Sippola