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

This poem is dedicated to wumanjoo, who unfortunately has more than two roads diverging at any given moment in her life. Thanks to living in the world of innumerable possibilities. I'm sorry that you cannot travel them all, but you are one traveler and can travel only one path at a time. Don't stand too long lest life pass you by. "For even the wise cannot see all ends." I am sure you are enticed by the one less traveled by. Although I cannot say that is the best criteria in making all decisions, it has a definite appeal to ENFPs like us =D