The Road I Did Not Take

In the depths of my weary soul, I ponder, Upon the choices made and paths forsaken. A wistful whisper echoes, a song of wonder, Of the road I did not take, now left unawakened. Through veils of time, my memories unfold, To a crossroad nestled 'neath a golden sky. Two divergent trails, enticing and bold, Each beckoning with a promise, I can't deny. The first, paved with comfort and known terrain, Lured me with familiarity's gentle embrace. A steady path, devoid of fear and strain, A life of ease, a tranquil resting place. But the other, oh, the other was wild and untamed, An uncharted journey, fraught with mystery. Adventures aplenty, untold stories unclaimed, A tempest of emotions, rapturous and free. Yet fear gripped my heart, with its icy hold, The uncertainty of the untrodden way. What if I stumble? What if I grow cold? What if my dreams falter, and my spirit wanes? Regret now whispers softly in my ear, Of the road I did not take, the path unexplored. Its voice grows louder, fueled by the years, A haunting echo of dreams forever ignored. For life is a tapestry, woven with threads, Of choices and chances, both great and small. And though I've embraced the path that I tread, The road I did not take still echoes its call. But fret not, my weary soul, for it is not lost, That road untraveled, its magic still remains. For in dreams and musings, its beauty embossed, A cherished longing, forever ingrained. So, let me celebrate the choices I've made, Embrace the road I have ventured upon. For even as I wonder, my heart unswayed, The road I did not take has made me strong. And as I journey forward, with purpose and grace, I'll carry the lessons of paths left behind. For in the tapestry of life, every road finds its place, And in the end, I'll cherish the road I did not take.