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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, October 11, 2006
Rushing to the Finish Line
I haven't posted because I'm frantically trying to gather things for a yard sale I'm having Saturday. I've only had two of them about 25 years ago, so thank goodness for Molly who is coming over Friday to price and arrange things. She and her mother are professionals, so that's going to make this possible. I have so much stuff. Whatever I can get rid of this weekend will help that much. I haven't gotten to it all yet and will have another one when school is out in June. Anything between now and then will go to Goodwill or Swap 'n Shop. Those are my plans anyway. We'll see. Wish me luck.
5:23:00 PM
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