The Waking - Kurt Elling

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