Broken wings can not fly

Heavy and soulful, they drag across the ground. Chained, beaten, once profound. Filled with love, one's sorrow is costly. "If only I could be happy again, soaring free above the clouds" the spirit thought. "My broken wings can not fly". Seeking redemption, and a life once lost. The shadow turns towards the wondering soul with no mercy, screaming and shouting. Yet she comes out of it all as a hero, a saint, a savior with broken wings.