The Beaten Path

Written by: Bernadette Langer

"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,"
as I ever so quietly stood.
Excitedly pondering which choice to make, 
but tempered by the fear of making a mistake. 
For what if the choice made was wrong, 
would I regret for my whole life long?
Would I ever truly be happy not knowing,
or would doubt always be silently growing?
Like a vine creeping through my mind, 
laced with questions that would intertwine.
For the road not taken may be the best 
and the one chosen, leading to further quest. 
Looking down upon the very black ground, 
on one road so many tracks did abound. 
The other was covered in emerald green, 
as if no traffic had it ever seen. 
My mind raced and my heart did leap, 
breaking its slow and steady beat.
For now the choice seemed oh so clear, 
as slowly drained away all my fear. 
I needed to walk the road less traveled by,
to enjoy the sights never before seen with eye.
To break away from the beaten path where most live, 
exploring all the possibilities that life has to give.
And if a mistake I find I do make, 
at least I made it for my own sake.
For I will have followed my waiting dreams, 
and  that's what it's all about it seems.
For choice is what makes freedom so immense, 
it's in those choices where life is most intense.