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 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.

by Robert Frost

Comments (7)

wins me over to the Big Burp Theory, Bill
In our minds! ! Thanks for sharing.
We humans recognize that there are great cosmic energy loops, and it is understandable that we want to consider ourselves important enough to contribute something to natural cycles. Bill Knott is writing tongue-in-cheek here, showing our human awkwardness about knowing where we fit in cosmically. We may wish to contribute to a cycle that is on a different scale from our own. In truth, our relation to the Creator is similar. We want to give something back, but all we can give is our praise and gratitude, which is on a different order of magnitude (in a different dimension) from what made us.
Great imagery! Seems like a science fiction. Enjoyed.
Reminds me of the movie STAR WARS series.... Thanks for posting...
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