the Butterfly

I have my Elliptical machine in a side garden room. As I live in Arizona, I open the doors to let the breeze go through.

Today while I was working out a beautiful butterfly flew in the room. It flew up to the side skylight windows and tried to get out.

As I watched the butterfly ~ I could identify with it.

Something so fragile and beautiful yet strong trying to get out of its current situation. It knew where it wanted to go, could even see it, yet it could not manage to get there no matter how hard it tried. I watched it struggle for a while, then went to help.

How to help? Would it accept help? Would I actually help or harm this beautiful creature?

It took some time, but I did manage to get the butterfly out of the room ~ it flew away in freedom.