~ Robert Frost (1915) ~
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...
I see this poem is very relevant to apply in my life.
It had been give life since year 1915 and now is 2009.
Absolutely still relevant !
It had been give life since year 1915 and now is 2009.
Absolutely still relevant !