Sleep - Beth Nielsen Chapman

And sleep I think to myself

For all of us, for all of us

Beating fiercly against the wind

Or lying there with broken hands

Wondrous wings and blinded eyes

That see even beyond seeing

The same heartcrushing sorrow

The same unspeakable loveliness

All at the same time

How beautiful and sad

And peace I think to myself

For all of us, for all of us

Each and everyone alone

Reaching out form endless dreams

With open hearts and fragile souls

Like children always seeking home

Where love is as easy as breathing

And breath is as light

As the atmosphere

All at the same time

How frightening and sweet it is

The same heartcrushing sorrow

The same unspeakable loveliness

All at the same time

How beautiful and sad it is

And sleep I think to myself

For all of us for all of us

Sleep I think at last

Oh sleep in heavenly peace