Part 2 - That Butterfly
Do you know that some people believe that the
dream we have is directly linked to our thoughts just before we fell asleep? Unfortunately, this was not the case for me during that night. I just had a deep sleep, the night was like a 5 minutes experience. The new day woke me up with the sound of rain on the blinds, it was pouring. During the day, I was helpless to arrange some time to visit our garden... it was out of the city. Intuitively my eyes sought resemblances in other gardens but they found nothing more than feelings of frustration and regret for lost opportunities to catch the butterfly. In my trips, the traffic lights were like a plague that made me lose some time. But ironically they were the only shiny lights I could see in the city. On the weekend I went to our garden but didn’t find you. Monday, shaken by my incapability, I sat on a garden bench and I read again the ancient text. My senses were very refined and that led to notice an intriguing sentence: "a butterfly going from garden to garden..." Maybe, the appealing of the text to me was not a coincidence, and my human butterfly was living
in another garden...