Fragile wings bent by pain. Broken by despair. Each fragile wing wrapped in bandages. Unraveling layer at a time, to reveal two radiant strong wings stretching wide ready too fly. Hope raises from within taking on whatever lie ahead. To follow a dream paved by the heart, and carved in the soul. With every beat of the heart, the wings grow stronger, and stronger. Until its time to take flight. A flight solely based upon blind faith. The time has come to close my eyes, and open my heart. Only then can I find my true self, and follow the course of flight, too where ever it may lead me.

– Jamie Whorton ©