A few friends asked me to put up this poem of Robert Frost after I put up his famous work, Stopping by the woods. This one is another great piece of poetry with inspiring words. Enjoy the poem in the Poet’s Own Voice! Here is the MP3 of the poem.[audio:http://gautamrohtak.googlepages.com/RobertFrost-TheRoadLessTraveled.mp3]
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 Iâ€”
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost (1874â€“1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.