The Waking Theodore Roethke (1908-1963) 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. -------------------------------------------------- 我想請問各位對這首詩的看法, 謝謝! Is the tone of this poem melancholy? Resigned? Joyous? What is it mean by “the Tree”? What then is “falling away”, and how near is it? 可否順便回我信箱? THANKS! -- Why fear death? It is the most beautiful adventure in life. Charles Frohman --

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