THE ROAD NOT TAKEN by Robert Frost 1875
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 marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to 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,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
This fav. poem of mine narrates about everyone's story in life. This obviously includes mine as well. Every step and path ive taken is a path less traveled by people. Every time I took any new route, I would always wonder how would it have been if ive taken the other path. Every step I took, Ive always asked myself 'what if'…. Of course, there was nothing I could do about it, but finally I did realize something, and that is no matter which path Ive taken, it is definitely the best one could ask for. Even if Ive ever had the chance to rearrange the paths, to reconsider my life, im sure, at the end, I would have reached the same ending, the same route, the same life, the one Im starting to appreciate..
