The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost
Two roads diverge in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And looked down one as far as I could
And took the other, as just as fair,
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
And having perhaps the better claim,
Though as for that the passing there
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads in a wood diverged and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
I immediately thought of this poem when I saw this road the other day. Even though in high school we would never admit that we liked poetry, I have found that it has served me well. A lot of wisdom can be conveyed in a few words.
And so, we come to another Holy Door in the Year of Mercy. This door is at Our Lady or Einsiedeln Archabbey Church at Saint Meinrad Archabbey, Indiana. The door is designed by Brother Martin Erspamer, OSB
Wishing all a blessed Holy Year of Mercy.
Thanks be to God!
CathyI'm here to play and invite you to join Mersad at Through My Lens. Should be fun!
Please visit Judith at Lavender Cottage for Mosaic Monday and share in the beauty offered there.
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