The broken wing

There was an angel,
not that beautiful but definitely nice
not talented but definitely hardworking

once it happened that there was a fight
and the angel lost so miserably so much that he lost a wing
it was wrong and not at all right

he cried and cried in pain but in his mind with a happy face
coz he was an angel and not a human being
some where it felt weak coz he couldn't fly with one wing
he wanted to die
but all he could do was to sit and weep

soon he was tried of weeping.
he knew he had to fight the demons inside alone.
straightening up he saw that he had two sturdy legs...if not fly at least he could run
and so he did..preparing his legs to run....

and finally the big day arrived when he had to fight
the fight was nasty and he really got bruised
but in the end he had won

exhausted he sat down on the rock
tired but happy that he finally won

but this was not all
imagine to his amazement when he saw...
that without his knowledge he had grown a wing the place where he had lost one
his joy knew no bounds

caressing his wing softly he dropped to his feet and thanked god
now he had two strengths, his legs and his wings
and to celebrate this he soared up high in the sky