Two Roads Diverged in a Yellow Wood
Posted 08-12-2009 at 11:45 AM by veneretio
...and I
I took the one most traveled by...
...and on that road I died.
For innovation is oxygen and the echo chamber of ideas ultimately deafens us, drowns us, suffocates us.
In the sleep that is death I reflected back on the path less traveled and saw hardship. Saw pain.
Saw sacrifice.
Those that exited that path hobbled through torn and bloodied. Unrecognized, but alive. They met one another. Mutual respect given. And shared their experiences with one another.
Except one.
One saw them, turned and walked back down the road he'd came. He shared his experiences with those that had followed behind him until eventually unable to walk he died.
Just short of exactly where he'd started.
And in doing so those that found themselves at the crossroads of the wood saw him, lifeless. They rushed to him. Rushed down the road less traveled in hopes of saving him.
But he couldn't be saved.
So, they took the road less traveled to learn his story and in time the road less traveled became the most.
Inspired by The Road Not Taken
I took the one most traveled by...
...and on that road I died.
For innovation is oxygen and the echo chamber of ideas ultimately deafens us, drowns us, suffocates us.
In the sleep that is death I reflected back on the path less traveled and saw hardship. Saw pain.
Saw sacrifice.
Those that exited that path hobbled through torn and bloodied. Unrecognized, but alive. They met one another. Mutual respect given. And shared their experiences with one another.
Except one.
One saw them, turned and walked back down the road he'd came. He shared his experiences with those that had followed behind him until eventually unable to walk he died.
Just short of exactly where he'd started.
And in doing so those that found themselves at the crossroads of the wood saw him, lifeless. They rushed to him. Rushed down the road less traveled in hopes of saving him.
But he couldn't be saved.
So, they took the road less traveled to learn his story and in time the road less traveled became the most.
Inspired by The Road Not Taken
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I never did understand the attraction of that "road less traveled" metaphor.
Good pause for thought, tho.
Edit: Oh wow, looked at the wiki page. The original intent makes far, far more sense than the "inspirational version".Posted 08-12-2009 at 11:48 AM by Alent 
Updated 08-12-2009 at 11:57 AM by Alent -
lol of course it makes more sense, it's a classic poem whereas mine is just something I made up in 5 minutes inspired by it.Posted 08-12-2009 at 12:23 PM by veneretio 
- I tried to throw this at you in shoutbox but you must've idled out.
I'd always seen the final 3 lines quoted as an inspirational source, never the whole poem. And as just the finale, it had no draw or impact. I didn't understand why it was inspirational or about individualism. It always brought the expression "he wants to be different, just like everyone else." to mind.
The Author's original intent, the "ironic interpretation", speaks to me as it indirectly hits on what has largely been the source of much personal distress lately - mulling over things I passed by, and the junction I stand at as I attempt to choose a path of education to attempt the beginnings of a career. And, literally, the regret I know I will near immediately feel when I pick that choice.
Thanks for editing in that wiki-link.
Your own writing here speaks in it's own way, but on a different topic entirely.Posted 08-12-2009 at 12:39 PM by Alent - Oh yes, absolutely, my writing is definitely not intended to be a re-hashing of the same poem, I simply stole the scenery you could say and since I did I felt it important to note where I got it from. (not to mention, I love the original poem and want as many people to read it as possible)
Posted 08-12-2009 at 12:59 PM by veneretio - *laugh* Thanks for both.
Posted 08-12-2009 at 01:09 PM by Alent - Poetry doesn't have to make sense or follow shape and form. That's what makes it beautiful.
Posted 08-12-2009 at 06:58 PM by Arideni - Regardless of its intended beauty, I dug the post. If we could only go back. The road has but one end.
Posted 08-12-2009 at 11:03 PM by Cantolysis
