Remember when we walked the mountain range
The water gurgled near our wooden path
We made a vow that we would never change
And always live outside the world of math
Geometry snuck in to shape our world
It built in simple lines and basic forms
The fractals lost their power in the whirl
To slowly rising squares and all their norms
We saw the walls grow up in symmetry
As nature lost itself to brick and glass
They rose and rose ’til all that we could see
Was walls we’d built through which we could not pass
Inside our cubes all closed up at the seams
We’d visit mountain ranges in our dreams
This one is wonderful. That beginning made me laugh. I found it so engaging and surprising.