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, “The Road Not Taken” How often, when a choice diverged, I could not tell which path was best. I hadn’t time to try them both. I shall be telling this with a sigh that I would take the safest one. The one well-marked with lights and lines. Somewhere ages and ages hence I will regret I did not risk the me I knew, perhaps to be a better man. Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I chose what others chose for me. A captured bird, not one who flew into the day and fluttered free. I took the one less traveled by, a lie I still believe today. I can’t admit my discontent and find the path I didn’t take. And that has made all the difference.
inspired by:
https://dversepoets.com/2024/08/27/poetics-stormy-weather/
Real philosophy here..
I love this reflection on Robert Frost's poem. Thanks for sharing.