32 today Thank you to all the angels in my life🪶 When the child was a child It walked with its arms swinging, wanted the brook to be a river. the river to be a torrent, and this puddle to be the sea. When the child was a child, it didn't know that it was a child, everything was soulful, and all souls were one [P Handke] . stills from Wim Wenders ‘Wings of Desire’, 1987