Freedom When We Are Trapped

Cruising restraints. Broken wings belong to angels and saints. Lift our spirits high. Even when we feel low.
Fly above the clouds, to see the sun.
It's far better than the snow below. We can see for miles. There is no stopping us. We have our whole lives. Right here. Living together without any fear.
Our broken wings, teach us something. They teach us that beauty resides in even nothing. Faith in ourselves, isn't thar enough? To give someone we love our trust?