We did this piece last year in choir. I had never heard this particular Robert Frost poem before. It is beautiful, take a listen here.
I don't understand all the meanings in this poem (music) but the lines upon which I find myself pondering are these:
"So when at times the mob is swayed
To carry praise or blame too far,
We may choose something like a star
To stay our minds on and be staid."
You would think I'd have learned by now to not take too seriously (give too much weight to) the opinions of men, for good or for bad, knowing how fickle I am!
At times the "mob" is swayed to carry praise or blame too far. It is then that I must focus (believe, trust) on God - who never changes, to "stay my mind and be staid"... be calmed, at rest, sedate.
This goes along with a poem we have in our bathroom (so we see it every day).
"Lord, I renounce my desire for human praise,
For the approval of my peers,
The need for public recognition.
I deliberately put these aside today,
Content to hear You whisper,
Well done, my faithful servant.