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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


Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
Sunday, January 08, 2006  

I worked Saturday at the vitamin center. Ellen and Donna stopped by to visit on their way home from visitation for our cousin Jack Miller who died Friday morning. I went by the funeral home after work for a couple of hours. His funeral was today. Jack was seven years younger than Mother even though she is his aunt. She's the youngest of seven children with her oldest sister eighteen years older than she. Aunt Ethel married young and had six children which explains why Mother was a young aunt.

Mother is having cataract surgery tomorrow morning at 9:30 at Horizon. We have to be there by 7:30, and I am going to spend the night with her tomorrow night. She will go back to see Dr. Close Tuesday. She had this surgery several years ago in her other eye, and I hope everything goes as well this time as it did then and believe it will. She's a remarkable woman who doesn't seem or look her age of 85.

Hope you all have a good week!

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