Write a poem or song that is related to π/3.1415926
Oh, π, the magical number so divine,
In circles and spheres, it always shines,
Approximated as 3.1415926,
Its beauty and mystery never fixed.
In trigonometry, it's π/3,
A special angle that sets us free,
With cosine and sine by its side,
Guiding us with each math stride.
π, irrational and transcendental,
Infinite and never-ending potential,
A constant in the universe's design,
In every curve and line, it does align.
So let's celebrate this number π,
In all its wonder and display,
For in its digits, we find truth revealed,
A mystery waiting to be unsealed.