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The Hon'ble Poet Terence has said all. A great write here.

The grasshopper hears with legs which can spring toward heaven, defy gravity with sudden insights into time, each jump warp speeds into time mysteries, past future are one, within 'a moment of writing butterflies onto the grass bladed skin forever gone'. What depths of love ring throughout eternity with the intensity of 'looking for God to pray to watching me stand there my moment as short as a butterfly's life forever in love with a grasshoppers silence'. What secrets spanning time eternity are captured as 'we ate together neatly spun webs of times and still i wonder if this moment... ephemeral eternal in immortality; when God whispered grass secrets written in butterflies on grass bladed skin, entrusted 'in love with a grasshoppers silence' as paradise perfumes flowers screaming in pure crystal love, for enlightened minds transcending size shape expectations in cosmic harmony symphonies.