Ashes Divide VII - The dolls

Today walking on the wood bridge along the sea, I stopped pushing that baby trolley for a while and took deep breath. Looked with empty yet love in my eyes inside the shade, where they lied in nice warm blanket. They were smiling, and glowing. Both of them were like the only ones who were left behind with me. May be I was wrong about how good I could have been before. May be I never knew my strengths. May be this was the best thing I could have ever earned in my life. It was not till the day I discovered them.
Hearing the smooth blemish sounds of organ in air I looked back into sky and the violins surrounding me. Rising and falling with waves around me, I looked them again. I pulled them out like a child to play. My two dolls, the dolls that may not seem so beautiful to others. The dolls with missing eyes and heads open like an empty cup from top. I can look through their eyes into the deep sea and skies. I can look through them and they don't hide. Yet they were not demanding and most beautiful ones I could have ever imagined. Their lips were still so cute and they always smiled at me. They could stand with me for hours and they listen to me as I speak. There soft existence and the pure spirit always seems to enlighten my path.
She was right I can still fly, the only difference is that now its my soul. But honestly speaking its better; better than those limited skies I could have flied in. I hugged them as tight in my arms as I could and stood along the shore...