Frost, Robert - Where had I heard this wind before
Type of Spiritual Experience
A description of the experience
Robert Frost – from The Poetry of Robert Frost
Where had I heard this wind before
Change like this to a deeper roar?
What would it take my standing there for,
Holding open a restive door,
Looking downhill to a frothy shore?
Out in the porch's sagging floor
Leaves got up in a coil and hissed,
Blindly struck at my knee and missed.
Something sinister in the tone
Told me my secret must be known;
Word I was in the house alone
Somehow must have gotten abroad,
Word I was in my life alone
Word I had no one left but God