I visited a catholic church today to obtain permission to shoot for a possible location for my next conceptual shoot. I have not stepped foot in a church in years, and consider myself an ex-catholic and atheist, truth be told. This church is in my hometown, and is quite large and beautiful for a small suburban town. I had the place to myself for a couple hours, and this marble statue (I think it was marble) was striking. I don't think I know who or what it was depicting, but I took a few snaps of it.
Being there, in what was essentially a page from my past, was oddly emotional, and my feelings on religion and spirituality, while still unchanged, were on my mind, as I looked at the all symbolism and grandeur erected in honor of this belief in heaven, hell, and all the host of the air.
As referenced as it is, this sleeping woman (or dead), and being in a church, got the Yeats wheel humming, and this line "The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle" came to mind. Hence the title. The line is enigmatic, but full of foreboding about the fate of humanity. Perhaps it means we are in this troubled sleep of 2000 years before the end times, and though a fitful sleep, perhaps it is the peace before the storm.