“botanica obscura #4″ by Kelly Angard
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.
- excerpt from “The Waking” by Theodore Roethke