THE CIRCUS OF BUTTERFLIES

-Guys, come .. Look at this, in the eye of the butterfly. See? What do you think? What do you see in it?

But no one answered, so she continued her story.

 -Well, I will relate you her story, which I have seen through her eye.
Her name is Freedom and she was born closed in a jar. But they took care of her, don't worry. And then she grew and became what she is now. Upon conversion, the smallest of humans caught her with one hand, pulled it out of the jar and exposed his hand in the air. And he opened it. Freedom, scared, she didn't move, but slowly, she opened one eye and then the other. And in that moment ... she was reborn.
From a flight, she rose and went. She never seen them again.
One day, I was taking photos when suddenly, this beautiful butterfly landed in front of me. Then I put my camera at her and I approached, more and more, but she didn't move, she looked at me, but she wasn't afraid. I took the shot, and she left.