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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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Saturday, September 07, 2002
Update From Brian
Brian (Joy's son) here. Mom was admitted to Vanderbilt Hospital yesterday around noon. They drained some of the fluid from the swelling which helped her feel much better. They are performing surgery on the area as I post this to fully drain and clean everything out. I'm headed to the hospital now and I will post updates as soon as I get back home (or near any computer with internet access). I spoke to Mom this morning and she said she had a good night and she is really looking forward to the surgery.
8:20:00 AM
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