Wings of steel,
These broken wings…
Feathers fleeting gracefully
Down the river.
Washed away into the ocean
As time goes on.
The ocean currents,
Splashing onto shore.
The halo’s disappeared.
An angel washed ashore
With broken wings.
With these broken wings,
I shall repair
The angel’s wounds.
Healing the scars of time.
By providing refuge,
These broken wings
Are sure to heal.
(With time, it’ll replace).
As time goes on,
These broken wings
Will sprout new feathers.
A halo’s appeared.
(The guiding light).
Fly Away.