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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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Sunday, April 09, 2006
Spring
Flowers are blooming, trees are budding, grass is growing, rain is pelting, wind is blowing, tornadoes are destroying. It's spring. Tennessee has been on the national news and the Weather Channel because of the tornadoes. My family, friends, and I have been fortunate not to have any damage. Thank you for the emails and calls asking how we are. It feels good to know people are thinking about us. :-)
1:09:00 PM
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