Robert Frost's poem altered
Robert Frost is one of my favorite poets, and I have many of his poems by heart, often putting myself to sleep by reciting them in my mind. But I am sorry for his lack of faith. I’ve taken the liberty to take his poem “Reluctance” and adjust the ending to my liking:
"Out through the fields and the woods/
And over the walls I have wended/
I’ve climbed the hills of view/
And looked on the world and descended;/
I’ve come by the highway home,/
And low it is ended./
Oh, when to the heart of man/
Was it ever less than treason/
To withhold one’s heart from God/
And seek recourse in reason;/
To ignore the Gospel truth/
And refuse life’s joyous season./
God awaits the heart’s decision/
To trust Him, one' self denying/
And be shown the path of life/
Utterly on Him relying;/
To hold with faith the promises/
And gladly await one’s dying.
(With apologies to Robert Frost)
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Have a great summer! I saw the flowers on your patio via Facebook post and they are going to be beautiful!