The Road Taken
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.
(The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost)
Life is all about comings and goings. These last few days have been really tough for me as it has been a time of goodbyes to some very dear friends of mine. Quite a few of my friends have left to Australia to continue their studies and it’s been hard parting ways, not knowing when we will meet again.
Just yesterday, my best friend left. All this while I had been gradually accepting the fact that she would be leaving. Although I knew this, I didn’t fully realize the impact her absence would have on my life. I am only beginning to understand.
Fortunately though, I have some really close friends who have been taking care of me and to you guys, I am grateful beyond words. Thanks for all the words and messages of advice and comfort. It has all helped.
On a better note, I got my acceptance letter from one of the universities I applied to. Yay! Now I just have to wait for replies from the other two.
You know, there’s something about Frost’s poem that I’ve never really liked. This was one of the poems we studied for English Literature in high school and since then, I’ve never really liked the name of the poem even though I think that the poem itself is a work of art. I would prefer if it were titled ‘The Road Taken’. For some reason, this phrase seems to provide more hope.
Mei,
here's our song...
I don't have to say
A word to you
You seem to know
Whatever mood
I'm going through
Feels as though
I've known you forever
You
Can look into my eyes and see
The way I feel
And how
The world is treating me
Maybe I have known you forever
*Chorus
Amigos para siempre
Means you'll always be my friend
Amics per sempre
Means a love that cannot end
Friends for life
Not just a summer or a spring
Amigos para siempre
I feel you near me
Even when we are apart
Just knowing you are in this world
Can warm my heart
Friends for life
Not just a summer or a spring
Amigos para siempre
We share memories
I won't forget
And we'll share more,
My friend,
We haven't started yet
Something happens
When we're together
When
I look at you
I wonder why
There has to come
A time when we must say goodbye
I'm alive when we are together
*Chorus
When
I look at you
I wonder why
There has to come
A time when we must say goodbye
I'm alive when we are together
*Chorus
Amigos para siempre
Means you'll always be my friend
Amics per sempre
Means a love that cannot end
Friends for life
Not just a summer or a spring
Amigos para siempre
Amigos para siempre
(Amigos Para Siempre by Sarah Brightman and Jose Carreras)
2 Comments:
Something I hold dear, and something by the nature of your post I thought you may like to see.
The Passionate Pilgrim
Verse XXII
Whilst as fickle Fortune smil’d,
Thou and I were both beguil’d:
Every one that flatters thee
Is no friend in misery.
Words are easy, like the wind,
Faithful friends are hard to find:
Every man will be thy friend,
Whilst thou hast wherewith to spend;
But if store of crowns be scant,
No man will supply thy want,
If that one be prodigal,
Bountiful they will him call,
And with such like flattering,
“Pity but he were a king.”
If he be addict to vice,
Quickly him they will entice;
If to women he be bent,
They have him at commandement:
But if Fortune once do frown,
Then, farewell his great renown,
They that fawn’d on him before
Use his company no more.
He that is thy friend indeed,
He will help thy in thee need:
If thou sorrow, he will weep;
If thou wake, he cannot sleep:
Thus of every grief in heart
He with thee does bear a part.
These are certain signs to know
Faithful friend from flattering foe.
- William Shakespeare-
Thanks so much. It really is beautiful and yes, very appropriate.
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