He halted in the wind, and — what was that
Far in the maples, pale, but not a ghost?
He stood there bringing March against his thought,
And yet too ready to believe the most.
"Oh, that's the Paradise-in-bloom," I said;
And truly it was fair enough for flowers
had we but in us to assume in march
Such white luxuriance of May for ours.
We stood a moment so in a strange world,
Myself as one his own pretense deceives;
And then I said the truth (and we moved on).
A young beech clinging to its last year's leaves.
I absolutely love the poems of Robert Frost. For example, in this poem he's taking in the beauty of nature that surrounds him. As he's doing this, it seems like he's acknowledging the changes of the seasons and comparing them to the changes in everyday life. At first these changes might seem intimidating, but once we finally accept those changes and move on, we are able to see the beauty that came from them.
I feel like everyone can relate to Frost. As humans, we just don't like a lot of change. What do we do on the first day of school in our classes? We pick and seat and stay in the same seat for the rest of the semester. If someone is in "our spot" we are forced to take a new one. It's silly, but we don't like even to change our seat. Now if you take that and times it by 100, there are more dramatic changes in our lives. Like broken families, first loves, and new friendships. Going through college, your life is FULL of changes. Right now I know I'm in a state of constant change. I can feel myself ending one chapter of my life and entering a new, independent chapter. MY chapter.
When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. - 1 Corinthians 13:11