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On the weary wings of winter the northern winds depart,
their harsh whisper in the frozen air 
the frost-fastened mulberry trees hear, 
“wait, you’ll listen the sweet music soon, 
don’t despair, the serenading southern breeze 
will embrace you with verdant melody”. 

The misty mask melts, turning the sky into cobalt cauldron,
the ambrosia of resurgence drizzles the aura diaphanous air.
The gossamer clouds gorgeously embroidered 
appear with the wispy ribbons of regal robe.
Lured by the shifting shapes of their soft shadow 
the mulberry foliage begins to unfurl the malachite fresco.

The burgeoning branches flutter with emerald wings,
nascent leaves look up with budding fruits to the rising sun, 
draping them with the patina of new verve rising high.
For the lofty trees the sprawling luxuriant life has begun,
as the lively boughs raise the copious canopy to the sky.
On the cadenced flow of the joyous zephyr 
the berry fragrance finds the aromatic course, 
trailed by the beguiled butterflies,  
flittering in the rhythmic waves of jade symphony.

When the leaves offer the amorous cradle in sunburst morn,
the monarch butterflies make lilting aerial lattice,
entwined with the sailing sequins of the chromatic dawn dust,
they flitter in its cadence, searching for the larval host.
The heavenly beauty of the scene sublime unfolds
as the butterflies dance with ethereal exuberance.

When the rippling winds sing the moonshine song,
sparkling silver lines embroider dulcet design in drifting clouds,
reflected subtly in the mesmeric motif of the butterfly wings,
fluttering in the tempting tune of the mystique moondust melody,  
the midnight hour contours the image of bliss with divine glow,
as the butterflies dance to the rapturous rhythm 
of mulberry rhapsody in the garden of love.
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