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
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