Angel's wings to fly

I feel like

I have wings to fly.


Just like an Angel,

those wings are invisible,

created naturally on my back.

They were born and growing

spontaneously

without notices.


They will take me

where ever I want to go.


Maybe,

it is to heaven,

perhaps,

or better,

I wish.


These wings

reduce

the burden on my shoulders.

I feel lighter, anyway.


It's nice to have

wings to fly again.


I dream of

flying over the gray sky,

to see the light above the clouds.