2006-09-22 04:31:36 · 12 answers · asked by michelle a 4 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Other - Arts & Humanities
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.
2006-09-22 04:37:06 · answer #1 · answered by johnslat 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
This is mine....
Author Unkown.
One night a man had a dream.
He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord.
Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand:
One belonging to him, and the other to the Lord.
When the last scene of his life flashed before him
He looked back, at the footprints in the sand.
He noticed that many times along the path of his life
There was only one set of footprints.
He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest
And saddest times of his life.
This really bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it: "Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you, you would walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me."
The Lord replied:
"My son, My precious child, I love you and I would never leave you, During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you."
2006-09-22 12:13:48 · answer #2 · answered by Christina R 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
A dream within a dream by Edgar Allan Poe
2006-09-22 11:36:12 · answer #3 · answered by Dawn Treader 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
The Gita
2006-09-22 11:59:51 · answer #4 · answered by Mr K 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
My favorite poem is "Soneto de fidelidade", by Vinicius de Moraes, a brazilian writer.
2006-09-22 11:39:24 · answer #5 · answered by Mari 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
The Waste Land - T.S. Elliot.
"'You gave me hyacinths first a year ago;
'They called me the hyacinth girl.'
—Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden,
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing,
Looking into the heart of light, the silence."
2006-09-22 11:44:11 · answer #6 · answered by Ellie 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Langston Hughes- Motto: "I stay cool and dig all jive. That's the way I stay alive. My motto as I live and learn is dig and be dug in return."
2006-09-22 11:42:30 · answer #7 · answered by NolaD 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno cynarae,by ernest dowson.not sure why,dowson wasnt that gr8.also love most things by keats.(the sonnets particularly).
2006-09-22 11:40:39 · answer #8 · answered by Lyn K 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
la belle dame sans merci
2006-09-22 11:34:34 · answer #9 · answered by carcaterra 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I don't know who the author is, but here's the poem:
To keep yourself from going nuts,
Then you have to pound your putz.
If you don't you lose your mind,
But if you do you will go blind.
2006-09-22 11:39:40 · answer #10 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋