Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
One was lilac, and the other was painted blue
The lilac path was muddy along the ground
Rays of sunshine, like beacons, lighting up the way.
I know in my mind
That I took the road less travelled by
And that has made all the difference.
The blue path was worn, worn into the ground
Eagles looked down, at the footprints of the people
I could not see, over the hill by either path
But the blue path had prints, and the lilac had so few.
I know in my mind
That I took the road less travelled by
And that has made all the difference.
I am here today, I am who I am
Because of the choices, and the roads I have travelled by
I took the lilac path, it led me to my salvation
My friends took the blue path, now they heed my advice.
I know in my mind
That I took the road less travelled by
And that has made all the difference.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem