Fork in the Road
There comes a time in everyones' life when a choice needs to be made for an important life decision, and sometimes the decision is easy, or exactly what you wanted, sometimes its a choice you don't want to make but have, but every now and then you get a decision that is difficult, not because it is a hard life lesson, but simply because there is just to much unknown. I am faced with this kind of decision. A good friend of mine told me about Robert Frost (1874-1963), an American Poet, and told me about the poem "The Road Not Taken"
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.
After reading the poem, I am still faced with the decision, the only problem now is do I really want to take the path less travelled. I have done it my entire life. Or do I take the path that has been travelled knowing the possible outcomes. I guess looking back today, all the dots have connected, like a jigsaw puzzle, like they were meant to be that way. What ever the decision, there will be no regrets, as I will make the best decision for the information and gut feeling I have today. Learn from yesterday, live for today and prepare for tomorrow, that is the way to live.
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.
After reading the poem, I am still faced with the decision, the only problem now is do I really want to take the path less travelled. I have done it my entire life. Or do I take the path that has been travelled knowing the possible outcomes. I guess looking back today, all the dots have connected, like a jigsaw puzzle, like they were meant to be that way. What ever the decision, there will be no regrets, as I will make the best decision for the information and gut feeling I have today. Learn from yesterday, live for today and prepare for tomorrow, that is the way to live.
2 Comments:
Come on VJ don't leave us hanging what's the decision and what did you decide.
I decided that there is only a fork in the road if you don't have a bulldozer!
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