sé lindë ar lairë

--In Song and Verse

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

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.

--Robert Frost

2 Comments:

Blogger Big Jigger said...

some of you might remember this from freshman english, I like this poem because it kinda fits my personality, I like to be different. also it makes you think about what would happen if if you took the road most traveled by.

1:40 PM  
Blogger Christopher M. White said...

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.


these lines (and the whole poem for that matter) speak to the great influence that one decision can have over our lives. this seems at first to be quite scary, but it is comforting to know that we don't have the God of the open theists (God of the possibility) but a God who is sovereign and in control of all. everything that happens to us is planned by Him.

"Our God is in the heavens
He does whatever He pleases."
Psalm 115:3

1:55 PM  

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