Un papillon de nuit
Charmé
Par la beauté de l'aube

Je l'ai trouvé
Immobile sur la glace
de ma fenêtre

Alors que tous les yeux
étaient encore clos
et les sons du matin qu'un soupir

Attendrie
J'ai ouvert la fenêtre
Et lui ai dit...retrouve ta liberté


(I really liked that little night butterfly...and he amazed me.
I took this "last" image of him just before running to work and
giving him his freedom back again, he was just there in silence,
i imagined he was in awe in front of the new dawn
and perhaps was sad also, feeling like a prisoner,
making a prayer to be free again...

His wish was granted
i opened the window...)