Let It Be

Missed Saturday Centus yesterday because I was helping our son move into his new house. He is a first-time home owner, so it was a big deal! Hope Jenny will take my assignment a day late this week. ;) The prompt, as always, is in red.

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Let It Be

©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson

She walked on crystal now, laid footprints carefully to cushion every step; pitched her voice softly, so as not to jar the room. Beneath her breath, she raised snatches of music: sweet notes, welcoming and warm; sometimes, she paused to feel the beauty. Her hopes? Set free in brilliant bursts of light, sent heavenward on wings of prayer. There was no prayer, no vow, she did not offer.

At last, the ship she waited for flew sails; was in the harbor, safe and sound; but would it find its way to shore? If thoughts grew hands, she’d set that anchor deeply, bury it in fertile sand, but nature had to have its way. Hers would not be the final say.

But for two golden weeks, this dream was close enough to capture if she could; and she would sing that sailor home, lift high a candle, calm the sea. “Oh, let it be,” she whispered softly. “Let it be.”

Take hold and sleep my child, and peace attend thee.

Written for someone I love very much who is waiting to hear the results 

of her in vitro fertilization. She knows that I am adding my prayers to hers.

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