“Where are our wings, father? Why are we not a bird?” I asked with wide-eyed wonder.

“It flies inside, daughter,” he replied softly, his voice a gentle murmur of wisdom. “This is our greatest wish, though sometimes we do not even suspect it to be. Believing in wings is a justification for lamenting their absence, allowing us to remain where we are.”

His words resonated deeply within me, unlocking a realm of understanding I had never considered. Our wings are not bound by physical form; they are the essence of our spirit, our dreams, and our innermost desires. They soar within us, invisible yet ever-present, guiding us toward our truest selves.

In the quiet moments, when doubts creep in and the world feels heavy, I remember his wisdom. I close my eyes and feel the flutter of my inner wings, the promise of flight within my soul. Though unseen, they are always there, carrying me through the trials and triumphs of life.

And so, we fly inside, always. Embracing the unseen wings within us, we find the strength to rise, to dream, and to soar beyond the confines of the tangible world. In this, we discover that our greatest freedom lies not in the physical, but in the limitless expanse of our inner selves. ❤️🙏🏾🦅

©️ Beatriz Esmer