The sun was setting,
in a spectacle of shadows and brightness,
until a sudden thud on the window
paused the life.


It was a swallow in trouble,
misnavigated, off-course, aimless and bewildered.
Looking for a helping hand, unable to escape,
trembling in fear and mistrust.

IMG_5637flckrI picked you up and held carefully.
Not to crush you. Not to frighten you.
For a while we shared a look, and I felt that you trusted me.
And so I opened my hands and you flew away.

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