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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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Friday, August 23, 2002
Long Night
I probably don't need to post right now. I haven't been able to sleep all night. I just can't. It's probably mostly the Prednisone but also the rest of it too. This is the hardest thing physically I've ever been through. I can do it and will of course. What else can I do? I just need to complain. So I am. I hate all this!! It sucks! How's that? I'm going to try again to see if I can sleep.
5:41:00 AM
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