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.


This is one of my favorite poem’s and for me, it captures that pivotal moment when I first began following The Lord more diligently. It was when I left Toronto and moved back to Saint John, NB after completing my undergraduate studies.

 Sometimes, it feels as if this road is bumpier and overflowing with snarling thorns and thick underbrush. But then I begin to see the sweet roses that dot the road and the soft melody that wraps around me.
 I know that He is near even when it feels like I am alone, bumping along down the path. I know He doesn’t leave me, when I fall off the path and indulge in sin. I am grateful for the voice that whispers to me in the dark and helps me find my way back onto the road.
Do you have any favorite poems? Let me know in the comments ❤

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