Heavenly Dipped Maternal Hands of Infinitely Divine Reassurance

walking alone with my memories and a tearstained heart watching the water and thinking about Her there is nobody here and the chill and the quiet is a perfect combination the makeshift Christmas tree on the sand makes me laugh for short spell wishes and regrets then creep up on me and steal me again i am on spaghetti legs but remain Bountifully Blessed the water senses my level of unbalance and doctors me back straight i walk along and reminisce about the company that now dwells in heaven the skies are blue and the sun is elated despite the wind being unforgiving, i feel its guaranteed embrace so many songs pop into my head i am a snaggletoothed little boy again, impatient and full of energy i hear you now firmly telling me to go and unpack now i hear no voices now i am forever wounded due to my choices nevertheless i have maternal healing hands that are Heavenly Dipped and Infinitely Divine to reassure me my walk becomes more confidently erect my heart beats with pride and valor, pumping the tearstains away