Wings — Alas
He had always dreamed of being able to walk. As far as his memory goes, he remembers that he has been looking out over the same landscape all the time. At first, far from his reach, the birds was looking at him strangely worried. The days passed, and the years, and the birds learned to love him and to share with him their best moments, and from them he received the longed-for caresses.
He has always been at the mercy of the whims of nature, but he soon became accustomed to the sometimes tender, sometimes ruthless language of the sun and the rain.Although he loved…