The following work by Theodore Roethke was read by Dennis Carlson, July 22, 2001, Cannon Chapel, Emory University.

The Waking

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I felt my fate is what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.

We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I heard 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 Trees; 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.


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