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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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Sunday, September 15, 2002
Time
So much of my time is spent on taking care of my physical needs. I spend a lot of time taking care of my neck and teeth. Chemo is hard on teeth and I have quite a bit invested in mine. Mother came over today and we had lunch together. The home health care nurse was here for the last time this morning to oversee my doing the bandage myself. I feel confident about it now. Jean Smith came over this evening to change it and check to be sure it's healing the way it should. She'll come by in the evenings for a while.
I still feel weak and tired. Takes time, I guess.
10:05:00 PM
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