Deputy falls off the wagon occasionally. It's so sad to see him cozying up to the dog like something's going to come of it, and all the while, you know, "It's the drugs, man, it's just the drugs."
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.
5 comments:
Amen Joy. I like that philosphy. Sums up my life.
I mean, seriously.....is the cat to hear it on the streets, from it's peers? is it the job of the pound? the Church?
-Charlie
Deputy falls off the wagon occasionally. It's so sad to see him cozying up to the dog like something's going to come of it, and all the while, you know, "It's the drugs, man, it's just the drugs."
Too funny, Charlie! Love it!
Poor Deputy, Freda!
Ha Charlie!!!
it's true tho....when I had a cat, they went NUTS for catnip and then they were HIGH all day long! ;)
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