Describe a barn from the perspective of someone experiencing something emotionally intense.

____The light coming from the front door was totally blinding. The kind of light one could only see at the threshold of paradise. A blend of small particles of straw and of dry flowers were dancing gaily in the rays of sun penetrating the barn by the lateral windows. It was Spring. Everywhere I could see the little animals suddenly freed from the torpor of winter, playing furiously behind the hay-bundles. I had been observing a couple of little shrews in their loving games for one hour now. The two tiny animals had whirled in a joyful parade: they were a single swirl of somersaults. Sometimes one of them pretended to try to escape, scurrying away with a small shriek of pleasure. But very soon, the chaser jumped on the back of the other and nibbled the long and graceful ears of its companion. The thin drops of sweat accumulating around my eyes, blurring my vision, forced me to look away, behind his hair regularly coming and going in a swinging movement. Above his head I could see the roof structure of the barn, these impressive wood beams overlapped, joined without any nails. All of a second I imagined this roof falling on us, this shelter betraying our close intimacy. I could feel the sweet pain of the wood piercing my flesh, I imagined the intensity of the explosion of the structure on our two bodies. More and more drops of sweat were falling on the ground. A small heap of ants had gathered around these small pools, attracted by the acidity and the saltiness of the concoction.
____My eyes were jumping from a bale of hay to the other. I wanted to remember every element this day, to carve in my brain, in my memory, this moment for ever. The dryness of the straw, the wetness of the concrete ground, the warmth of the sun. And suddenly, an explosion of light.

____From the top of the roof, an old owl was watching the scene : the girl lain among the golden hay, the young man resting on her. Both panting, both surprised by the intensity of each other’s body. It was the beginning of Spring.