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Enjoy Hope
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

Enjoy Hope

So many
Different dreary worlds,
That it’s hard to make a choice,
Hard to choose at all,
Hard to have to.

Ahh, that’s it isn’t it? Choice.
The great commanding curse
Of freedom. It’s very source.

No Freedom without it,
Only a painful apathy,
With no worry, and no hope.

For hope is always tight with worry,
Hope and dread, did I make the right choice?
Did I choose wrongly? The stress, anxiety
Over the future, over it’s hope.

Yet, and still, there are no wrong choices,
Just fleeting, frozen moments.
Forever, and without changes,
With no way to make them.

So don’t worry,
Just choose and go, follow
Freedom’s path to the next choice,
And don’t worry,
Enjoy the hope.

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I 😍this poems by Robert Frost
I've always loved this poem since living 3 years on Cape Cod many years ago. It is exactly how I feel about being on the beach.
Such a brilliant poem... They cannot look out far. They cannot look in deep. But when was that ever a bar To any watch they keep?
The sea is a reflection of human consciousness, we cannot look out far nor in deep, but the changes to the sea (loss of sea life, atmospheric changes, jellyfish blooms and their mindless spineless consumption) are the metaphysical changes we see in
Frost tells us things about human nature, that perhaps we knew but had not taken notice of. We see ourselves anew through his eyes.
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