Writer & Integral MAsTER Coach™

All the difference.

All the difference.

This week’s poem is by Robert Frost. I chose this poem because it highlights a universal longing to be able to take all the paths in front of us and the acceptance that we cannot. At some point we must choose what direction we go in. Of course, as a writer and someone who walks a life off the beaten track, I appreciate the affirmation of taking the road less traveled.

What would taking the road less traveled allow for?

The Road Not Taken

Robert Frost

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.

Source support.

Source support.

Walk it off.

Walk it off.