ROAD LESS TRAVELED
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet, knowing how way leads onto way
I doubted if I should ever come back
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood
And I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference
Robert Frost
Not sure why but I just thought of this poem and decided to put this in my entry.
Looking through the analysis of this poem and came across this sentence; "choice is inevitable but you never know what your choice will mean until you have lived it". Agree!
Either path will lead to somewhere. May not be the best place to be but it beats staying still and not making a choice.
Are we afraid to make choices for fear of the consequences? Sometimes I think even making a bad choice is better than not making one! At least we know where to go from the 'bad choice'.
Make the choice to make a choice!
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