I remember as a child running after dragonflies.
Fascinated, amazed when at nightfall, the fireflies danced in the warm air of the field.
Where are they gone now ?
Maybe it was just a dream.
Or perhaps they are hiding from me,
from our technology…
We’ve created majestic universes with endless potential,
but we’ve also distorted our reality, our identity, my humanity.
Lulled by this sweet illusion of control,
Haven’t we created our own jail ?