Wednesday, June 15, 2011

The Road Not Taken

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.

Robert Frost

Deliberating on the choices you made. Finding out what did lie in store as opposed to imagining what could have been in store. It will drive you mad. It may make you sad. You may feel satisfaction or regret. It basically boils down to...you are where you are, period. It is at that point where you have to go with what you got. There are no redos in life. Would we ever get it "right" even if there were? Or would we stand on the road we chose and long for another path even still?

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