We get into this world with wings.

There is holiness, kindness, beauty,
evil, sweetness, coldness,
the whole spectrum of feelings
the whole potential
within each of us.

It is up to us to cultivate what we want to cultivate,
what we are strong enough to cultivate,
what we choose and want to cultivate,
to be, to become.

No matter what the world gives us.

Life.
Life gives us inputs, wounds, flowers, whippings.
visible or not, thorn or not my wings will forever exist.
growing again and again, like those of a Phoenix.

They are me,
such as my pain,
my smile,
my love,
my life.