The Road Not Taken

There were two things about this road into the woods that gave it a sense of mystery.  One is the barrier placed by the Pennsylvania Game Commission.
There were two things about this road into the woods that gave it a sense of mystery. One is the barrier placed by the Pennsylvania Game Commission.  I also like the way the sunlight filters through the leaves giving an almost dappled look to the forest floor at times.
Another thing that gave a sense of mystery is simply the bend in the road.  I love to explore and find out what is beyond the bend in the road.  This time, I refrained.
Another thing that gave a sense of mystery is simply the bend in the road. I love to explore and find out what is beyond the bend in the road. This time, I refrained.

This prompt, and the pictures I took, remind me of a popular poem by Robert Frost.  It says a lot about choices in life, and consequences.

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.

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