As he
picks up
the pen
and sets
down the
paper he
can feel
his wings
coming out.
As the words
are poured out
of his heart
and onto the
paper his wings
take flight. No
longer is he bound,
no longer is he
silent. He can now
take flight and soar
up above the clouds
as his pen rythmically
moves along the paper.
For that is writing.
