The poem by Robert Frost, Our Singing Strength is like all Frost poetry, anything and everything. As for the theme, in my opinion, Frost is saying that like the birds forced onto the road by the deep snow, we too are pursued by nature's forces, and if we get behind the pursuit into the calm of life, we will be beyond the reach of the storms. Frost is one of those poets whose poems are written on many levels, and this one is no exception. The last stanza is revealing in that it says that "a snowstorm to have shown the country's singing strength thus brought together" and then follows it with the words "moody and repressed" which makes the meaning dark and somber. Then he ends with the idea that now it will "sing the wildflowers up from rock and seed" which is such a positive image. He seems to be saying that we have the strength as a people to even rise from rock and create something wonderful even if pursued by forces beyond our control.