The wonderful thing about making your own wings is that, eventually, after a few(!) failed attempts at flight, the ones that work will fit you, belong to you and be a part of you.
Along with the scars from stumbles and crashes, the markings on the wings, insignias of your unique spirit are a thing of radiance and beauty.
Even if you never fly as high as you may dream - you gotta make your wings - you gotta keep on trying.
Did you hear me? You have got to keep on trying.
That is what wings are about. That's what makes them beautiful.