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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


Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
Friday, August 23, 2002  
Butch, etc

I slept a couple of hours but will take a nap eventually. Mother called this morning to say she was cooking barbequed chicken and made me some vegetable soup to bring home. That chicken has seemed good lately and I've wanted some. Butch and Janelle are supposed to go over too. I'm glad. She said the doctor said Butch did really well on the treadmill and that his heart is strong. He didn't have a heart attack but had those blockages. Those were unblocked by the angioplasty, and he should be able to do what he was doing. That amazes me that all that can happen so fast and get people back in action.

I'm just going through a rough time here and am getting worn out. Now, what you can do is just write and let me know what's going on in your lives and what you're thinking. Don't feel compelled to cheer me up. I'm OK about the outcome of all this and know it's working. It's getting to me, that's all. So write newsy emails. I like keeping up with you and knowing what you're doing. Thanks!!

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