Two roads

Hello there,I was supposed to post here but couldn’t because I was busy with dealing my sinusitis infection,yes it is one bad infection and you can’t do anything about it but rest,take medicines and wait for it to go away,wasted my week.No worries it feels better to be well again.

I was working on the topic beauty and in the next post you’ll get to read my views about it and how insecure the world has become and how fragile we all really are.I am still trying to write it down and hopefully I’ll be able to get it together into meaningful words.

Till then here is this little poem by Robert Frost which I like to read once in a month.

The Road Not Taken

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.