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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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Monday, September 23, 2002
And Another
Sally came down and we sat around here and talked for about an hour until Mother, Butch, and Janelle came over. We all went to lunch at the park. We had a great time.
I watched the Emmys last night of course. I never miss the Emmys and Oscars and usually watch the Tonys and Grammys. I like awards shows like that. Someone has to.
The weather is getting cooler. I hope we have a pretty fall.
8:22:00 AM
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