Tuesday, May 23, 2006

two trails diverged...

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 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.

Poem - The Road Not Taken, written by Robert Frost in 1916

Trails in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park, Elkmont area - On the left- Cucumber Gap Trail, on the right - Little River Trail.

Photo taken 05/20/2006. As we sat on the log contemplating which way to go, Buddy said it's like that poem…


jellyhead said...

I love this photo. You and Buddy must see some beautiful sights with your geocaching.

KCQuilter said...

Oh, I love Robert Frost! And that is one of my favorite poems of his. Thanks for reminding me of it!

Abandoned in Pasadena said...

Robert Frost would be so proud of you for choosing the perfect picture for his poem.
Your geocacheing takes you to some lovely remote places that many of us will never get to see, except on your posts. Thank you for sharing.

doubleknot said...

Robert Frost - what happened to my days of reading poems?
You couldn't have matched a poem and picture so well.
Thanks, like AIP says for taking us places we may never get to go.

susan said...

Just camping and hiking, no geocaching this time - it is not allowed in the national parks.