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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 14, 2002
Activity
I had fun yesterday. Emma Hall, Cora Ross, Gwynn Kerns, and I met at the Chatterbox Coffee Shop for breakfast and conversation. It was really enjoyable to see them again. Later I went by Sisters to get lunch to take home and saw those men who go there every day, I guess: Warren Medley, Cubby Brazzell, Robert Porter, and Jimmy Porter. Jimmy and I compared notes, and he said he's going to have a stem cell transplant soon. I really hope that works for him. He's been through a lot. He'll be in the hospital 3 or 4 weeks in isolation. Our cancer support group meeting was last night, so I had a busier day than I've been used to for a while.
My appearance isn't as pale as yesterday. I have some color back now.
I'm getting my hair cut tomorrow. Hope I get to keep doing that.
1:18:00 PM
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