The lethargic speed 
Of a huge butterfly 
Levels a time wave 
Into a rose bud 
To take it over 
And then shade 
Its strong aroma. 
I break the cocoon 
Around my world 
To free the judgment 
Of the human prejudices 
And touch the rings 
Of a distant, celestial object.
- Mirel Brisca

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