Knowing how way leads on to way

I always think of the Robert Frost poem 'The Road Not Traveled' at the end of a vacation and at the start of planning the next. It is one of my favorite poems and often strikes a sad chord within me.

The Road Not Traveled

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

When a comment is usually made about revisiting a certain locale because of its scenic beauty, my retort is often, I doubt it! Not because I would not want to return but instead because I want to see new unexplored places.  

-- Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

Take a photograph of it and keep it with you!

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