The road taken, the trail traversed, the track experienced, this is my bliss. It plays into aspects of my life not walking related, the roads taken in reading, painting, gardening, meals, friendships, driving … There are friends along the way, sister tree, brother rock, birds, marsupials, fish, so much to enjoy and take in, and get to know in some way. The road taken might mean another or others not taken, but so be it, and as Frost says, this one “has made all the difference.” Though, clearly, he could have said the same had he walked the other one. But, and I agree, the road less travelled is somehow more inviting. Perhaps its the liminance of choice, the threshold that is truly delicious?
And, speaking of Robert Frost, one of the truly great poets in my estimation, wrote this wonderful poem, a poem which is ingrained in my psyche, a poem I have embodied, and which in part goes some to explaining my bliss of bush walking and love of nature. I tell it with a sigh, a sigh of longing, and a sigh of love.
The Road Not Taken (Robert Frost)
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, 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 travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Absolutely,
Paul,
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So beautiful!
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Thank you Roda
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Love Robert Frost!!!!
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Isn’t he amazing?
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He really is! The photo choice was absolutely on point as well.
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Thank you, and thanks for reading too.
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I have to agree the road less travelled often brings the most bliss.
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Sure does.
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Reblogged this on Growing Self and commented:
Such a powerful post! Thank you Paul, for your wisdom and light!
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And I sure feel that way about your writing Roda. Many thanks for your repost and for taking an interest.
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You are so welcome!
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🙂
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This is one of my favorite poems. In life, only few people choose the road less traveled — but many times, it is the most rewarding.
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I couldn’t agree more, so true.
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As beautiful is the Robert Frost classic poem so is your explanation and need for taking walks in your life.The way you mention you walks in the nature is so blissful to read.
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Thank you Megha
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loved reading your post
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Thank you for your kind words and encouragement Livinia.
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that’s one of my favorite poems too.
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It is so good isn’t it, simple yet profound and real. Thank you for sharing.
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It is very. You put it perfectly, ” I agree, the road less travelled is somehow more inviting. Perhaps its the liminance of choice, the threshold that is truly delicious?”
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Yes, that’s exactly how I feel, beautifully put, as always.
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Lovely read!
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Many thanks
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