Sleep

This article just brought tears to my eyes. As did most of the entire saga of the West Virginia miners, as I watched CNN sporadically during the event but could not keep myself awake into the late-night coverage ... only to awaken to a tear-inducing headline on one of the morning newspapers proclaiming that 12 of the miners were alive ... only to be brutally kicked in the gut when I learned that 12 miners, instead, had died.

And of course, it is certainly not about me in any way; I did not know any of these men and their families. And though the mountains make for some undeniably beautiful landscapes in that state, I honestly cannot say I have ever sat and looked at them. Mostly, I saw them from afar whilst passing through to somewhere else.

Still, I wonder: What would I write if I knew I were going to sleep for the final time?

MLK

Sleep / Sleep tonight / And may your dreams / Be realized / If the thundercloud / Passes rain / So let it rain / Rain down on him / Mmm ...mmm ... mmm ... / So let it be / Mmm ... mmm ... mmm ... / So let it be

Sleep / Sleep tonight / And may your dreams / Be realized / If the thundercloud / Passes rain / So let it rain / Let it rain / Rain on him

— U2