One day she woke up, stretched, and felt somehow different.

But she did not pay attention to that.

Her mind switched on and she did her daily routines.

She went to work and got busy.

On her way back home, she noticed beautiful butterfly hovering in the air.

She was happy and excited about its appearance.

She admired how graceful and delicate it was.

A painful sensation of deep longing arrived.

She sighed and hoped that one day she will also be able to fly and bring such a beauty into this world.

Another day on her way to work again she noticed that other people were looking at her, smiling and rejoicing.

She got confused and thought something was wrong with her appearance.

She went to window case to examine herself.

What she saw in reflection astonished her.

She got magnificent butterfly wings on her back.

She got scared. How is that possible? Why would she need wings?

How come she didn’t feel them?

It is too much attention and she do not even know how to use them.

She decided to hide them!

Suddenly another butterfly appeared.

Beautifully and playfully flittering around her.

Her heart began to beat faster as she recognised it.

And the next moment by her surprise she was hovering next to it.

Her wings instinctively had lifted her up in the air.

She felt happy to join butterfly’s sacred dance with the gentle wind.

She enjoyed herself. They enjoyed themselves.

And then she knew. She remembered.

Her name was Inspiration.

She was here to inspire people.. to dream and long for their own beautiful wings.

Which they hid under their dark heavy coats and desperate hearts.

Just by being who She Was.