The Road Not Taken

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 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.


The “road goes ever on”, and one way or another a fork appears in it. Procrastination is often easy and sometimes what one tends to lean towards, especially when one is faced with a difficult decision. God helps oftentimes, like in this morning’s reading when the decision Elijah made was to follow His command. Other times it’s far from smooth sailing.
If it took Peter Pan “faith, trust, and pixie dust” to fly, perhaps for us it takes faith, trust, and prayer?

Just a silly little girl’s wayward wonderings but…