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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, September 20, 2002
Tired
I can't believe how tired I am. I go to bed between 9 and 10, get up around 6, and then rest in the mornings and afternoons. Yesterday Mother and I went to the park to eat and then to Kroger so I could get some things I needed. Then I had to rest when I got home. It takes a lot of energy for healing. Also I was so weak and had a fever for over a month. It still really scares me when I think about how close to death I was. Thanks for all your thoughts and prayers.
6:57:00 AM
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