lørdag 3. september 2011

Om valg i livet..

"Two roads" av Robert Frost. 
Et nydelig dikt, til ettertanke. Leste det for mange år siden, 
og har bært det med meg siden. 
Det sier så mye, om det å ta valg i livet, og hvor det fører en. 

Om det at den enkleste løsningen kanskje ikke alltid er den rette.. 

Om å kunne se seg tilbake, og vite at valget en tok var rett, 
og verdt det..

Foto: Andreas Stridsberg

Two Roads

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
and sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could,
to where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, just as fair,
and having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
had worn them really about the same

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh! I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and I-
I took the one less travelled by
And that has made all the difference..
Robert Frost (1874–1963).  
Mountain Interval.  1920.

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