My favorite poem ever.
Sometimes the easy, popular or more favorable path is compelling. However, when you take the path that might be harder to take on or challenging to face, you end up being stronger, gaining new knowledge and taking leaps of progress based on your leap of faith or willpower to take on a new challenge. Every once in a while, I urge you to take the leap of faith and take “the road less traveled,” you’ll be surprised at, if anything, what you learn about yourself, and you’ll have a good story to tell later.
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, 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,
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 wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
By Robert Frost