Into my Own

One of my wishes is that those dark trees,So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze,Were not, as 'twere, the merest mask of gloom,But stretched away unto the edge of doom.
I should not be withheld but that some dayinto their vastness I should steal away,Fearless of ever finding open land,or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand.
I do not see why I should e'er turn back,Or those should not set forth upon my trackTo overtake me, who should miss me hereAnd long to know if still I held them dear.
They would not find me changed from him they knew--Only more sure of all I thought was true.

The first image in Into My Own is of dark, firm trees that appear as a "mask of gloom". The poem has a gloomy and dark mood. It is this world that he wishes to ‘steal’ away from and never ‘turn back’, have no regrets, because it is a dull and monotonous life. And he has no fear of the life at the edge of doom. But he ends the poem with a positive note, his confidence in his own beliefs, his love. Even in the world before he would neither lose his love for those he holds dear or change his beliefs. While writing this, both "love" and "beliefs" may have meant the same for Robert Frost. He seems to be challenging those who love him to test his love for them. They might follow him or overtake that is, die after or before him, but in the next world too they can be sure of his love.