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The Waking
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I cannot go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree, but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
--Theodore Roethke
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Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
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Wednesday, August 07, 2002
3rd Day
I slept well again last night. Slept late this morning and then went to Mother's for a delicious vegetable lunch. She sent a plate home with me to have later too.
I have a slight fever (just 99) and sore throat and called the nurse since that is on the list, but she said it wasn't related to my therapy but sounded like something she had with her sinuses. She said to call back if it got worse. They do this every day and don't realize how scary it is for those of us who are going through it. I think I'll go take a nap now.
2:17:00 PM
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