Fixing butterfly wings

        It was blue and had powerful wings. The beauty was on its big wings but for a little body. From my window, I watched its flight that seemed to touch imaginary points in the space. Suddenly, it bumped into a stalk in its path. The obstacle was flapping in the breeze like a trap of nature.
       For a moment, the butterfly got paralysed and tried to get free. Time passed and its movements were getting stronger. Then, little black points appeared on its right wing. These points became shadows on it. They look like a sharp sword hurting the fine texture of its wing.
       The stalk was there, firm and not interested in its suffering. But my indifference became a repulse in the face of that situation. I decided to interfere and I went to the little tree to set free the butterfly. Its right wing had a little hole and I thought about whether it was possible to fix butterfly wings.
        Meanwhile, I moved the stalk and the butterfly was free. In the beginning, its flight was disoriented and after it became no longer insecure and it drove the power of its flight in the left wing. I assumed that I wasn’t sure if the other wing was ok. It went away and I noticed the little hole was mixed with the other colours. It seemed one more different colour and now it was another part of its wing.
        I read about butterflies and I learned that they can see 360° around them. My butterfly could see always its new trace on the wing like a scar from a battle.
        I wonder if we can fix our butterfly wings. We fight many battles during our life. Its scars are hidden inside us and we don’t show them to the world. They are trophies from battles that we live everyday. Sometimes, some angels, those beings lost in the middle of the crowd, stop to help us after an accident and warn us of dangerous situations. They are beings which we cannot see. Unknown people who we will never meet again, and at the same time we are unknown people to them. They can be people who say good day or smile at us in the streets. These situations make us remember that someone is worried about us and they try to fix our butterfly wings.
        These simple ways help us and they are capable of fixing our wings to demonstrate that we need to trust in others to keep flying. And our little or big scars are the colours that we have after our battles.
        And, of course, we have to go down from our windows to help to fix butterfly wings.

Photo from: Foto de Aaron Burden en Unsplash 

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