The straight line and the curve, the circle,square
Incommensurable yet real, they’re everywhere .
Straight and curved the human world is couth.
In relationships like this we see the truth
Every circle must obey the law
Large or small no matter what you draw
Pi is a real number without end.
Beyond the rational numbers it transcends
In mother nature there are no straight lines
Nature prefers curves for her designs
The petals of a rose, the wings of owl
The fangs of wolves, the music as they howl.
We cannot think without distinctions fine
You make yours and I shall still make mine
How my heart sings 