Seeing the Unseen

Light illumines 
particles of dust 
who segue the positions,
balancing together formation,
in warm, gentle air.
Dancing in beaming, 
streaming sunlight,
they seem to pay respects
to Fibonacci. 
Without light 
our eyes would not 
behold such grace.
We wouldn’t know who 
dances around us,
playing in our hair….
What more passes me by
I wonder?……