Zen mode
from jugular notch, all the way down
from root of spine, all the way up
the energy loop vertically splits form
and yet holds it together in embrace
the blossoming flower assigns no meaning
to the slow motion opening of its petals
the caterpillar resists not its transformation
as in time it turns into a beautiful butterfly
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