CRADLED

Years ago an elderly friend who was a Catholic nun (a sister) went into hospital. I was away when I heard the news and feared I might not see her again. Late that night, while standing on my hotel balcony, I pondered her fate.

 

 CRADLED

© L.M. Harbaugh 2018

I've been staying up, late at night,
Looking out on bright starlight,
Wondering where she might be,

I've been sitting here, all alone,
Under this starry dome,
When a voice said to me,

"Look to the left, look to the right,
Find the brightest star, way out in the night,
And you'll see she's cradled in the arms of the Maker,
When you thought one more day just might take her,
She's cradled in the arms of the Maker,
And she's headed for home, she's headed for home".
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Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, 
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I've been staying up, late at night, 
Staring out on bright starlight,
Feeling kinda lonely,

I've been sitting here, all alone,
Under this starry dome,
When a voice says to me,

"Look to the left, look to the right,
Find the brightest star, way out in the night,
And you'll see you're cradled in the arms of the Maker,
Hear the angels sing, 'We won't forsake her',
You're cradled in the arms of the Maker,
And you're not alone, you're never alone".
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Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, 
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If you're outside, late at night,
Looking up at bright starlight,
Wondering "How could this be??",

You're sitting there, all alone, 
Wishing you could call home,
Now listen carefully, 

"Look to the left, look to the right,
Find the brightest star, way out in the night,
And you'll see you're cradled in the arms of the Maker,
Hear the angels sing, 'We won't forsake you',
You're cradled in the arms of the Maker,
And you're got a home, you're never alone".
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Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, 
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Created by Lynn Harbaugh