Fiction, Poetry

“The Waking” –

The Waking:: Roethke

I wake to sleep and take my waking slow.

I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.Β 

I learn by going where I have to go.

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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.

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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.Β 

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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.

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Great Nature has another thing to do

To you and me; so take the lively air,

And, lovely, learn by going where to go.

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This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.

What falls away is always. And is near.Β 

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

I learn by going where I have to go.Β 

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