Wednesday, January 04, 2006
"Road Not Taken"
I fell in love with the Robert Frost poem "Road Not Taken" while in high school, was inspired by it for one of my college design projects and have been thinking about it a lot again lately, so I went back to reread it once more. Something about this poem just keeps bringing me back. Do we EVER know if we are truely on the right path in life? A question for the ages I guess. (I hope my very talented friend Jason doesn't mind I used his gorgeous photograph here!)
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.