The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost
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 sighTo Lisa, this poem is about choosing the unusual path at some points in life, and living with that choice, whether it was a good one or a bad one.
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.
Lisa has chosen a passage from John as her favorite verses:
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.Lisa loves these verses as a reminder that Jesus has been present since the beginning of time and knows all the intricacies of all of our lives perfectly and completely. He shares our joy, pain, prosperity, poverty, and everything in between with His infinite love and compassion.
He was with God in the beginning.
John 1:1-2
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