As we all go through life we find we all have to make decisions, some easy and then there are many that are very difficult. We all therefore hope that we have chosen well and taken the correct path, finding what we wanted at the end of that journey.
It may be the jobs we choose, the partners we marry, or the homes we buy, they are all important that makes our lives run smoothly.
Whilst out geocaching yesterday, after meeting my friend with the trio of doggies, I came to this junction in a wood and of course a decision had to be made. Should I go right or should I go left, which path will lead me to the treasure. This got me thinking about life in general, lets hope that most of you have taken your right path, or redirected yourself to better pastures.
As for the geocache, well it was right next to me where I stood, so I made the decision in this case not to take either paths. Best viewed with the dark background.
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; 5
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, 10
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. 15
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and Iā
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 20
Robert Frost
Oh dear, sorry Heather but this is the 2nd poem I've posted! Love the shot
One of life's toughest decisions! And hope fully when you take the wrong track, you meet another fork in the road to try for a better track :) Fav for photo and commentary!
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; 5
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, 10
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. 15
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and Iā
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 20
Robert Frost
Oh dear, sorry Heather but this is the 2nd poem I've posted! Love the shot
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