Robert Frost’s famous poem is 100 years old this month! Did you know literary reviewers think the message is much simpler than we have made it over the years . . . Lawrance Thompson, Frost’s biographer, noted that the poem’s narrator is “one who habitually wastes energy in regretting any choice made: belatedly but wistfully he sighs over the attractive alternative rejected.”
Let’s not do that. Don’t spend time second guessing yourself. Don’t let those little, nagging, negative voices in your head allow you to regret the road not taken. You made a choice. You did the best you could with the information you had. Or, maybe you didn’t – that is still okay!
Don’t fret. You can’t walk every path. It’s okay. Life is full of twists and turns. Just keep going. That is all that matters.
And, in the end, there really only is one path – the road taken. And, that’s okay, too.
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.