Frost is a wonderful poet and “October” is one of those poems which is so beautiful it makes one want to weep.
On my bookshelves is Frost’s “A Boy’s Will” and “North of Boston”. For anyone who is not familiar with the work of Frost, I strongly recommend reading his poetry.
When God knitted Robert Frost in his mother’s womb He thought of all us.
He knew we would forget the beauty of His glorious creation.
He knew we would become enamored with ourselves and captives of technology.
We abandoned nature for screens…TV, movie, computer screens.
We became lazy, fat, uneducated.
Why learn?
It’s easier to Google it.
We’ve forgotten how to feel.
We’ve forgotten how to smell and see.
We’ve forgotten God’s beauty.
But God gave us Mr. Frost:
OCTOBER
O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf…
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