MILAN KOHOUT

It is still night waiting for the sunlight

A half-dreaming bat lady is sitting in her Wuhan lab and observing a small butterfly on the research table

Wonderful, full of all the world’s colors Even those invisible to the human eye

The first light beam of full-spectrum breaking the window glass is knocking on her head

Bat lady wakes up and walks slowly out of the building She wants to be again at home like all of us

The butterfly is following her

They both can hear the coming storm