The weird - I ran into someone today I haven't seen in several years. This was also good. And when I came home tonight and started reading blogs, I found this: The Second Annual Brigid in Cyberspace Poetry Reading. So to honour the good and the weird, here is an old favourite that's meant a lot to me over the years, and was proven true yet again tonight.
| The Road Not Taken - Robert Frost |
| 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; | 5 |
| Then took the other, as 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, | 10 |
| And both that morning equally lay | |
| In leaves no step had trodden black. | |
| Oh, I marked the first for another day! | |
| Yet knowing how way leads on to way | |
| I doubted if I should ever come back. | 15 |
| 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. |
My road has led me to where I am, and damn if it isn't right where I'm supposed to be. :) Life, as I know it, is Good. Indulge me, if you will, in a little prayer:
Dear God (whoever happens to be listening),
Thank you for this day, and all that was in it.
The good things made me smile.
The bad things weren't all that bad.
There was chocolate, knitting, several cups of good tea and a cinnamon bun fresh from the oven (God bless Barry!).
There was a bright but cloudy day (God bless Shubenacadie Sam!)
I came home safely to my beloved (God bless Peter!).
I am alive.
God, bless me and please let tomorrow be as good, or maybe even a little better, than today.
Thanks.
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