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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 21, 2002
Butch Update
Mother just called and is home. She said after the doctor has studied the tests they did this afternoon, he'll let them know later on today whether he'll do the procedure tomorrow or Friday. He said this afternoon was too soon after what he went through this morning. She'll go up with Janelle whenever that is done. Mother is nervous but doing OK. As I said, I'm checking on her. Butch was sort of surprised about this since he thought he'd pulled some muscles. He'll stay there to be monitored.
4:31:00 PM
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