Free

He looked above at the sky and felt a yearning he had never experienced before.He wanted to suddenly grow wings and take off towards the heavens.To soar above fields, cities and mountains, to circle the immaculate clouds, to hover over lakes gently touching the water.To feel alive and absolutely free.
He closed his eyes and felt exactly that.For a second or two, until he opened them and looked down, and the cruel reality that was his wheel chair settled in.