the road not taken

Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.

1. The Road Not Taken


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;
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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,
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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.
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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.
Esta es la razon por la que estoy aqui... porque quise tomar el camino mas dificil. el menos transitado.. pero una vez que estoy aqui y que parece que he tenido que recorrer un mundo para encontrame... me he dado cuenta de que la felicidad esta al alcance de mi mano...
bienvenidos a todos saludos desde el paraiso
silvers
( pa mis guiris)This is the reason why i am here, i chose the road not taken, the most difficult one..but once im here, i realised that i have to travel and wander just to come up with the conclusion of finding happiness just inside me...
welcome everybody, hello from paradise