Count: one, two, three, five, eight, thirteen on columbine around the green or calla lily buds. You may become amazed at what they say of golden thoughts and what they mean. Trillium, with its brilliant sheen, euphorbia, looking quite obscene, or bloodroot — what do they display? The one, two, three, five, eight, thirteen! From black-eyed susans, if you’re keen on counting petals, you will glean a primal concept sure to stay inside of you. Such blooms obey the golden blueprint in the gene of one, two, three, five, eight, thirteen. ___ (Appeared in Some More Treasures of Rondeau Poetry)