From a hurricane of ribbons and a spasm of clouds, she laughed a slow dream. In it, you met a dragon.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Burning candles in my mind for twelve families, and a whole lot of other people, too, like the rescuers, who know the risks, but would never fail their fellow miners in efforts looking for survivors. For me, the miracle is still there; not just one came up alive. As sad as it is that twelve were lost, and so many families had a lifetime of emotions in hours, one man lived. I celebrate that as much as I pray for the others.