" (Two roads) diverged in a yellow wood and I choose the
the one less traveled by and that has made
all the difference. "
Quote by - Robert Frost
In autumn when wood is golden yellow
Summer season has taken leave of us
Fear not for nature sings pure libretto
Confounded by choice we are on the cusp.
Which trail to walk, where yellow wood seems dense?
Where no sunlight glimmers through autumn leaves
Soft darkness pervades creating suspense
This path seems ill-favoured I do believe.
Subtle, vague pathway barely visible
Where flickering sunlight uplifts spirit
Suddenly feeling quite invincible
Stronger and stronger minute by minute.
Autumnal yellow wood healed anxious mind
Miracle of nature soothing and kind.
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