Two Life Paths

A Slight Edge Principle

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 many leads onto 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 took the one less traveled by.
And that has made all the difference.

This was written by Robert Frost,
The Road Not Taken

Take the right path!