Friday, July 29, 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 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 yellow wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference.

/The Road Not Taken - Robert Frost/

cliche. ancient. but still sounds good. :) admire how poets wrote their poems. :) at the point to make decision. to me, decision, is not about make a correct or wrong one. it's about how you make it. and the impact on it.:) every decision is blessed. :P

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