two roads divergent through a burned wood
where once a vast and mighty forest stood
both covered in ash one still is burning
with glowing embers coals and plumes of smoke
I stand there to choose my course
each road has a cost and offers unique rewards
an easy experience on the well traveled road
or the fiery path to learn more as one goes
one road is safe the other a challenge
as written in a poem by Frost
I chose the challenging course
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem