In chaos' dance, where nothing seems to rhyme,
Fractal threads emerge, weaving tales profound,
Nature's brushstrokes, a rhythm so sublime,
In every swirl, a pattern can be found.

From branches reaching to rivers that flow,
Each twist a whisper of a hidden rule,
In every storm, a harmony does show,
In every chaos, there's a quiet jewel.

Through fractal lens, the world unveils its art,
The dance of shapes, both humble and grand,
In every leaf, a masterpiece's start,
In every cloud, a story close at hand.

So let us find peace in chaos' embrace,
For in its chaos, order finds its place.