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.
6 comments:
I got the prize for the lowest score in our bowling tournament!
Well done! Pity I wasn't playing or I would have won that prize.
Sadly, I, too, tilt at 71/2 degrees.
I wasn't going to say anything, Bob.
Me, too, Technogran. Well, Steve, a prize is a prize, I guess. LOL
I've bowled a perfect game of 300. On the wii that is.
Easily I acquiesce in but I contemplate the brief should prepare more info then it has.
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