The Road Not Taken

The Robert Frost poem, The Road Not Taken, has been hanging on my office wall for two decades now and I have given the poem or a book of his poetry as a gift many times. It was published in 1916 and has most certainly withstood the test of time.

The author is at a crossroads and choses to take the path that wanted wear…and that made all the difference.

Leadership is a muscle that is built overtime, and just like anything else that is hard to develop, it requires repetition and time. It starts however with stepping up by holding yourself accountable and to a higher standard. To be tolerant with others, but disciplined with yourself and to have the courage to fail. We learn from our failures, from pushing ourselves out of our comfort zones and a true leader understands that the more we learn or know, the more we realize that we don’t know much at all.

Enjoy.

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.