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.

Poetry is not exactly a lost art, but it is definitely a medium that I have been seeing less and less of (I probably need to upgrade my search game). Robert Frost’s “The Road Not Taken” is one of the most iconic poems from perhaps America’s most famous poet. Without delving too deep and over-analyzing this classic I would just like to mention what I take away from reading it.

Some think that the poem is about always taking the road that has been less-traveled, that being a non-conformist is always the correct decision. However, both roads seem to be viable options depending on the person. Everyday we are faced with an endless array of decisions, and if we always think about the choice we didn’t make, the road we didn’t take, we won’t be living in the now. Instead, we will be stuck in the past, which is not the healthiest way to live. So take the road that brings the most happiness and positive energy to your life, not just the one that less people have walked on. THAT will make all the difference.

Hakuna Matata