There are many wonderful photographs of Robert Frost. There are those that capture him in his youth, others in old age. There are pictures that capture him posing deep in thought and yet others intently observing what he wrote so eloquently about – nature and his surroundings. This is my favorite picture of Robert Frost. A still black and white shows Frost with an axe in his hand, resting upon his shoulder. It demonstrates that he, a man who penned delicate lines on paper, swung an axe with calloused hands. The ground between him and the barn is covered with snow. It demonstrates to me that he knew his environment. He walked in the “yellow wood.” He tried to silence a “minor bird,” and he prayed in spring. It demonstrates to me that Robert Frost lived!
Today is the vernal equinox – the first day of spring in 2012. What better way to welcome spring than with Frost?
A Prayer in Spring
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
To which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends he will,
But which it only needs that we fulfill.