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.
The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost
“Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made.”
John 1:3 (NIV)
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Thank you!
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Love this poem which is beautifully illustrated by the photos.
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Often we arrive at a juncture of decision in life. We then have to decide which path to take. I am certainly in the middle of making a choice in my career path. Mostly I do what I can, seeking out new opportunities and then pray a lot more for direction. Fingers crossed waiting for the surprise & miracle element of it all.
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We will keep folding our fingers together. Clarity will come.
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“And that has made all the difference.” One of the greatest poetic last lines of all time.
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True that, Mitch.
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That is a poem that gets better with time. I thought I understood its simplicity in college. Not even close!
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Me too, Jacqui.
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It has been long since I read this. I love it. Thanks for adding pictures and posting.
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One of my favorites too, I couldn’t ignore it that day, my first visit to the river this year – not that I tried.
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Reminds me of Matthew 7:13-14. 😉
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Around 1 a.m. I though so too – but went in the other direction by 1:10
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One of my favorite poems, enjoyed what you did with it! 🙂
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During my first walk along the river
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… (finger error, see Boldfinger =D) …this year the verses re-echoed to me until the story took over the adventure.
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