W is for Wings

olganm:

As you know I’m writing a series with angels on it, and what should I find in my Triberr stream today? Thoroughly gorgeous post!

Originally posted on raaniyork:

Wings… When hearing this word, most of us instinctively think about birds. Of course, they are, after all, what we permanently have right in front of our eyes. (At least some of us… some others forget to SEE them… but that’s another story…)

Birds do own wings. Beautiful wings they use like we use our arms. And birds can do what we never will be able to do: fly. Flying apparently is supposed to be THE wish of every single person on earth… how often have we thought: “I wish I could fly”, and really wanted to just spread our wings and go. And how often we were faced with reality. We can’t do this!

Beautiful, wonderful, amazing birds!

Oh well… some others of us, when hearing “wings”, they instinctively dream about THIS: But I figure, even though I like eating them too… these aren’t really the wings I’d like…

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