Thursday, November 6, 2014

The Pasture 

by Robert Frost

I'm going out to clean the pasture spring;
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I shan't be gone long. -- You come too.
I'm going out to fetch the little calf
That's standing by the mother. It's so young,
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I shan't be gone long. -- You come too.


One of the most naive and foolish tendencies I have is to invite others on adventures they don't have any interest in embarking on.  I think for a moment, "hey. . . this is grand! Everyone should taste, see, read, do, hear, or experience (etc.) this or that particularly wonderful thing that I come across in my life studies.  

Sharing our perspective with others is a rather common human desire, although it's usually translated into something more to the effect of "Me! Me! Look how great I am!"  And thus we can more fully understand the popularity of social network websites.  I believe we can find even shinier treasures.  While we're in the social zone, why is it such a popular trend to constantly compare ourselves to each other to the effect of making each other completely miserable and bleakly uninspired?  Freedom from this is a cozy bit of personal bliss.  

Excitement for life, however, is truly a rare bit of beautiful light. Those that have it, don't need my thumbs up on anything they do.  They are happy because they know real goodness, outside of the mass opinion.  

I killed many flies this past summer, as you can imagine since we live in the country.  Once, during this season of slaughter, I thought to myself what a waste of life to kill so much! If I were in a dark, lonely, and dreary cell, I would love that fly for the spark of life within it's little hairy body.  I would love it for the opportunity to imagine its perspective, even through the compound eyes. "Oh, to be a fly on the wall. . ." Or, even better, to be the simple fly that inspires me to appreciate life and all of its brilliantly tailored lessons.

"I shan't be gone long. You come to?"