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.
I have been admiring the poetry of Robert Frost this month and reflect on what is considered by many one of his best poems.
I often wonder which path I would choose if presented with this scenario?
It is easy to choose to way trodden by the masses and sometimes it is the right way to go. It is popular, predictable, and proven. Usually it is rather safe as well.
The road less taken is permeating with the unknown and is unchartered.
I admire men and women of the faith who, throughout the centuries have chosen this road, must to the dismay of their contemporaries. Though culture and the Church continue to plow down the same road, they chose a different path, narrow at the time, that eventually widened and expanded the kingdom of God.
I confess that at times I too feel like that lone traveler along the path continuing on a trail as “way leads on to way”. Will I have regret when the path ends and I look back on what could have been?
Both paths may end up in the same destination, but as we know, the journey itself is paramount.
Could it be that God is equally present along both paths, but the experience of God may vary accordingly?
Do I trust in God enough to choose the road not taken?
Is my faith large enough to gaze beyond the visible and visualize things yet unseen?
After all, “For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.”