The Waking

Knowledge is particularly important to me now. I am striving to learn more about everything, and reaching out for new subjects. It’s why I started this blog, so that I could push myself harder, and write more. This poem speaks to that willingness and desire to learn. I don’t need a college or professors to teach me, I just need to wake up and teach myself.

 

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 have to 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 taking my waking slow.

I learn by going where I have to go.

 

–Theodore Roethke

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