[Verse] A spiral whispers in the sea Golden lines where waves should be A honeycomb cradles the sun The golden ratio of the one [Chorus] Circles in the stars Patterns in the trees Triangles hum beneath the breeze From the roots to the skies It's all aligned The clockwork of The Creator's mind [Verse 2] Fractals bloom in mountain veins River paths Like art in chains A snowflake dances Sharp and clear Infinite truths are drawing near [Prechorus] The cosmos whispers what it knows In sacred lines The answer flows— [Chorus] Circles in the stars Patterns in the trees Triangles hum beneath the breeze From the roots to the skies It's all aligned The clockwork of The Creator's mind
