# Its National Poetry Day

**URL:** <https://forum.livingwithataxia.org/t/its-national-poetry-day/2896>\
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**Created:** [October 8, 2015, 6:23am UTC](https://forum.livingwithataxia.org/t/its-national-poetry-day/2896 "2015-10-08T06:23:37Z")\
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**Author:** ![FeelingOurWay](https://yyz1.discourse-cdn.com/flex027/user_avatar/forum.livingwithataxia.org/feelingourway/32/826_2.png) [@FeelingOurWay](https://forum.livingwithataxia.org/u/FeelingOurWay)\
**Post date:** [October 8, 2015, 6:23am UTC](https://forum.livingwithataxia.org/t/its-national-poetry-day/2896/1 "2015-10-08T06:23:37Z")

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Thought this was appropriate to mark the day.

“The Waking”  
by Theodore Roethke

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 take my waking slow.  
I learn by going where I have to go.

Theodore Roethke (1954)

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**Author:** ![Elle\_S](https://yyz1.discourse-cdn.com/flex027/user_avatar/forum.livingwithataxia.org/elle_s/32/1494_2.png) [@Elle\_S](https://forum.livingwithataxia.org/u/Elle_S)\
**Post date:** [October 13, 2015, 4:31pm UTC](https://forum.livingwithataxia.org/t/its-national-poetry-day/2896/2 "2015-10-13T16:31:46Z")

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Beautiful words Thanks for sharing:):)