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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, November 12, 2005
Easy Go
I was clicking Next Blog Next Blog Next Blog other day and started reading one I liked. It was by a former psychotherapist who lives in California and commented on politics and society. Unfortunately, I didn't save the link and can't find it now. I was planning to read more of it. I left a comment and wish the blogger had enough curiosity to check out my blog and let me know how to get to that one. The title had something about gray or grey in it.
11:44:00 AM
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