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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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Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Happy Thanksgiving!
Hope everyone has a warm, happy Thanksgiving! Fifteen of us will be at Mother's now that we have the little great-grandchildren. That should be interesting now that they are mobile and talking. Jill has fifteen for Sunday dinner every week! Wow! I know a lot of you are getting ready for large groups and some, like me, are taking dishes to add to the gathering. Whatever you're doing, I hope your day is good.
10:57:00 AM
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