Sunday Morning Poem: "Directive" by Robert Frost.
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Continuing our discussion of breaking the monopoly that religions hold on important emotional concepts such as Exaltation, Reverence, Glory, Serenity, and even Peace, today we will be discussing Robert Frosts directive on finding inner peace and serenity in our chaotic world.
Some who come from a strong religious background will not be able to help to see that this is just a religious poem. I do not think so. I believe it to be deeply humanistic.
Poetry and literature are the ways forward to a proper civilization. True the House of God (or as Frost puts it "the house that is no more a house," is no longer needed. We instead must not drink from a poisoned well that promise of becoming a ghost and whisking into a paradise. The paradise is here and now on this earth. We must seek that "brook that was the water of the house." That is the original source for that house that is no longer a house.
To get there is not so easy a path as sliding down a slight incline The way forward is to go backwards.