Broken halos that used to shine . . .

Today my post is not for anybody or any concrete situation but for all of them . . . 

All the situations that make you think about ... "you know... that could be me . . ." Like this helicopter that you see taking off . . . Suddenly is up there. . . In the high clouds . . . And then is even higher. . . Till you can't really see how far it is . . . Or how big is the distance that separate yourself from it . . . Where is it going? . . . That could be you, just taking off suddenly to go far, higher, taking risks and forgetting about the little pieces of you that you are leaving here, downthere, in the earth . . . To make yourself be elevated . . . Like in another level, like flying, like human birds, like angels . . . But then, you remember that once your halo was broken . . . And maybe it is unrepairable . . Maybe . . . 

Till you see yourself again going far, and higher from this crowd . . . Flying . . .