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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, March 12, 2004
Best Laid Plans Dept.
Here I am beginning my spring break armed with books on tape, firm resolutions, and plans to clean and organize this house! I'm going to do as much as I can during this time and will keep you posted on my progress. It's a sort of buddy-system, confessional, intervention kind of deal. No excuses unless I come up with some really good ones. I checked out books by Pat Conroy, John Grisham, and Tony Hillerman, which should get me started. Wish me luck!! I've planned and promised before so let's hope I follow through this time.
6:33:00 PM
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