That Night

The healing began that night.

The inky waves rolled up against the shore, and she sat, transfixed. The moon smiled wisely in a twinkling sky, and as she gazed out at sea she couldn't quite make out where the sea ended and the sky began. The breeze ruffled her hair, and the blaze from the fire armed her against its chill. The sounds of the waves breaking mingled with clear voices that sang into the night. They sang songs long forgotten; resuscitating the hopes and yearnings of her youth. Her heart expanded, and a slow smile spread from her belly up to her face.

If there was ever a time and place to let go, this was it. The knowledge and certainty of this filled her. There was power and magic all around, and she knew too, that the dreams she dreamt tonight would come true.

She gazed across the fire to a face that mirrored her own. It was full of wonder, and hope renewed - like her own. With silent consent they stood up and walked towards the water together. As she waded into the cool water, the waves threw her off balance for a moment. She knew a split second of fear and uncertainty. Just a split second - and then a hand grasped hers. Firmly. Tightly. And in that moment she began to trust again.