Mathematical fixed points, scale invariance, and poetry

I know a tiny bit of mathematics and even less of poetry, but I recognise fixpoints and scale invariance when I read them:

What is Good? What is Evil?:

“A point A point
and on it you find balance and exist
and beyond it turmoil and darkness
and before it the roar of angels

A point A point
and on it you can progress infinitely
otherwise, nothing else exists any more”

And the Scales which, stretching my arms,
seemed to balance light and instinct, were

this small world the great!

“Axion Esti”
Odysseus Elytis

O. Elytis
B. Mandelbrot
L. E. Brouwer