I just heard Dewitt Jones’ give his
Extraordinary Visions speech. In it he mentions a Robert Frost poem Two Tramps in Mud Time. I wasn’t aware of. The last part of the poem goes like this.
- But yield who will to their separation,
My object in living is to unite
My avocation and my vocation
As my two eyes make one in sight.
Only where love and need are one,
And the work is play for mortal stakes,
Is the deed ever really done
For Heaven and the future’s sakes.
I just heard Dewitt Jones’ give his
Extraordinary Visions speech. In it he mentions a Robert Frost poem Two Tramps in Mud Time. I wasn’t aware of. The last part of the poem goes like this.
- But yield who will to their separation,
My object in living is to unite
My avocation and my vocation
As my two eyes make one in sight.
Only where love and need are one,
And the work is play for mortal stakes,
Is the deed ever really done
For Heaven and the future’s sakes.
Just like in his poem The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost again captures what I feel and want to say. Here he describes my need to do (my vocation) what I love (my avocation) and to let what drives my soul (my avocation) become what puts food on the table (my vocation).