The Road

Life's at it crossroad and I read this poem again ...

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

by Robert Frost (1874–1963)

Years back when I started teaching, as I stumbled across this poem, I couldn't help but to fall in love with the poem. It depicted so much of my then situation. Deep within I asked myself, why this section was not included during my SPM years. But as I looked back now, indeed I have learned so much through the first few years of my campus life.

To some, taking the less trodden route seems an unpleasant, unwilling decision to make. To me, I began to realize that sometimes it is only be taking the less trodden route, one would open a door of greater opportunities and greater blessings. It takes greater courage to face the uncertain route.. and for that matter, no matter how great the risk, no matter how impossible it may seem, the reward is definitely greater. Of course to say is easier than done..but this is the facet of life. One truth of the nature that has been universally accepted without doubt.

In another one month or so, I need to make that decision again as to which route to take. I have travelled on the less visible road years back ..and now I have to make that decision from the choice of two roads I have at the crossroad. What will that be? Only God knows best. Only if ...