The Road Not Taken
By
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 feet 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
Categories: Nature
Emily Carter ~ Nature as Art 
Beautiful image and a favourite poem of mine!
Appreciate your kind comment Sarah. Thank you so much.
Nice photo and excelent poem choice.
Thank you so much!
Fascinating… 🙂
You would have loved this forest Drake.
Beautiful capture.. truly inspiring 🙂
If you only know the hike that was to come. It was a toughy!
I love hikes ^.^
Sigh….. we can only travel on path at a time. Very picturesque, the soft light and the shadow.
It’s so rare for me to see the sun shine through the woods with a mist in the air. Truly glorious. Thanks Perpetua!
Andy!????
Ok..it’s late for me…I saw Andy’s name under yours under notifications. Helen Keller – I better go and get some sleep, leading 30+ photographers tomorrow in Annapolis for the Scott Kelby World Wide Photo Walk
Sleep well and enjoy tomorrow.
Superb shot Emily – the lighting is just beautiful. Makes me want to go exploring in these woods.
In your world, I’d imagine any woods would be glorious. And I long for the moors….
Thank you Emily. Maybe one day you will see the moors and walk them…they are beautiful and wild.
Stunning image, Emily, and one of my favourite poems ever. 🙂
I hadn’t read this poem before Sylvia, and now the more I read it the more it really reaches me. When I was starting on our hike I just couldn’t believe the light. Oh how glorious.
One of my favorite poems … gorgeous photo!
You’re one of the smart ones that knew of this poem before I. Indeed, it is so fitting with this scene as there really were two paths. We took the one uphill. 🙂
Beautiful poem and it rings true with me.
Oh that is wonderful Fatima. Indeed, I’m trying to find life inspiration and meaning with what I do. Sometimes it’s easy to get lost in the day-to-day to-do’s.
What a gorgeous photo!
What I miss most about the East Coast is the woods. 🙂 California’s just aren’t the same.
Is that right Robin? That is so hard to imagine. Even with the Redwoods, etc? I’ve never had the chance to see them.
Oh I haven’t read this before either but I surely can see why it is the favorite of so many. It’s spooky how perfect your quotes are in time right now along with yet another dreamy image from you. It’s one of those pictures you see and wonder if a person really took that, who are they, what possessed them, and how did it feel to be there! I love the color and the sun poking its way through. Well done as usual. 😀
Isn’t that an awesome poem, and it is so true in life. That we can only take one path but will always wonder what the journey would have been on the other path.
This was with my little point and shoot camera that I use when hiking/riding. It takes awesome photos doesn’t it. BTW, I always find a quote/poem that matches the image.