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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.
 
Wednesday, December 04, 2002  
Frosted Trees

The icy rain did happen on schedule and there's no school, no school! (old Snow Bird voice) Mother called to ask if it were as exciting as it used to be. I told her all my days were snow days now but that after all these years of conditioning, there's still something exciting about it. I did keep looking out to check the progress of the weather. Some things don't change so quickly.

As usual, I'm concerned about the trees in my yard. Since I live in a bowl, trees loom over the house on the hill in the back yard. Some others seem to have problems, so I guess I need to get someone over here to check them out. When they are laden with ice, it seems possible they could fall over and crash onto my house. Having money helps to get things done when we don't know how to do it ourselves. I'd like to contribute to the economy by hiring as much done as possible, but alas that's not how it works out. The barter system would be good if I had any skills that could lend themselves to bartering. Oh well. Again, we are back to the lottery!

It seems as if we might have some snows this winter. As long as there's no ice, that will be fine. Ice is bad!! Those of us who have endured ice storms know this.

11:11:00 AM



 
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