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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.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006  
Valentine's Day

One of the things I'm glad to be away from is V-Day in high school. The girls parade their roses, balloons, gifts, etc. around to show off what their boyfriends gave them. Now, however, the girls also give major gifts to boyfriends. And parents send flowers to school to their kids. Can't anyone do anything in private anymore? Too much pressure and one-upsmanship. It's an ostentatious, competitive display that I'm so happy to avoid. One of my friends said a mother stopped by on her way to work to leave her daughter's gift and asked where they were kept and if it would be safe since there was an iPod in the gift bag. Good grief!

The waiter on his blog I like so much said that Valentine's and Mother's Day are the very worst for restaurant staff. Your thoughts on Valentine's Day?

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