Which road did we not take?
Which one was fair and which
was not? Which one
should have lead to what?
Which road?


THE ROAD NOT TAKEN - Robert Frost


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I couldn't travel both
and be one traveller, long I stood
and looked down one as far as I could
to where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, 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 marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads 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 yellow wood,
and I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.

The question of choice in human life. An eternal peril. Surely we know better than that. Do we?