Word reaches us br br that you are sleeping, sleeping. br br Dismayed br br we have turned to the sea. br br We encounter among others br br walking there br br a sense of what we have lost: br br the broad expanse of humanity’s br br sensitivity to the oneness of itself. br br Gabrielle, br br while you sleep, resting your nimble br br brain, we think of walking with you br br in the valley br br of the shadow of death; holding br br you up. br br We hope you can feel our grief; br br our sorrow vast br br like the ocean that draws us. br br We know in this moment you teach us many things: br br how all across the world br br there is no one who deserves this fate. br br We know we must bleach and sterilize our br br tongues, br br brighten with understanding br br all our dark thoughts. br br Sister, whom I never met br br except in this pain that has so br br wounded you br br thank you for reminding us br br through your suffering br br and your suspenseful sleep br br that we must change.