This Road

>> Friday, April 1, 2011

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
~Robert Frost

... And so do I; I walk along this road while greeting my day, sure of where I came from and faithfully driven to where I am going. The lack of visibility haunts my view and tests my stride. It treats my bare feet with tremble and stirs the emotions of the wind. Can I make it? Can I touch the peak of the hill and not lose the point? Can I get up when I stumble along the rocks and embrace my Father's care over the open wounds? Will the crease of the clouds peer into the dark shadow of my despair and the sound of His scenery calm my anxious soul...

It's long and winding and steep and rough; this life, this existence we thrive in. It's choices baffle the simple mind and the pain tortures the elated spirit. What do we do with that haunting question? "Which Road, this way that I choose?" Who will be left to follow this ponderous road and what will become of the segments that fade into the gravel? When will my guard from the anguish find the straight path that leads to repair and where can I silence along the way so hope can advance? In the peace of His presence I find the resolve...

Someday amidst all that encircles me; my walk, my walk along this road will be foretold. The quiet of the birds chirp and the stillness of the branches wandering, they leave this road breathless. I will reach that peak; the curve, the bump, the prolonged-merciless climb will not withhold  the crown, my beauty from my ashes, my road less traveled...

Two roads diverged... and I, I took my road, the road less traveled... and that has made all the difference...

* A special thank you to my beautiful friend, Ashley Galloway, for custom painting this portrait for this writing. Please visit her at:


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