THE ROADS WE WON ‘T WALK

S T R A N G E
how walking down
ROAD
can quickly take you down
a n o t h e r
. . .when I first saw this video and heard the song
by Bruno Major
and read the lyrics:
Sunlight dances off the leaves,
Birds of red, colour the trees,
Flowers filled with buzzing bees,
In places we won’t walk.
Neon lights shine bold and bright,
Buildings grow at dizzying heights,
People come alive at night,
In places we won’t walk.
Children cry and laugh and play,
Slowly hair will turn to grey,
We will smile to end each day,
In places we won’t walk.
Family look on in awe,
Petals decorate the floor
Waves gently stroke the shore
In places we won’t walk
Children cry and laugh and play,
Slowly hair will turn to grey,
We will smile to end each day,
In places we won’t walk.
. . .Well, they took me quickly to
Robert Frost’s timeless lines:
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.

Which took me down the Road
to this immortal question:
DO YOU HAVE ANY REGRETS?
(or phrased differently)
DO YOU HAVE ANY DO-OVERS?

What would you change?
What would you tweak?
What would you speed up?
What would you postpone?
What page of the book of your life would you rip out?
What paragraph would you delete?
What words would you change?

Could the
A N S W E R
actually be
N O N E. . .
Could you ever dare believe
that each
mistake
regret
terrible decision
mishap
tragedy
flaw
foible
wrong road taken
was actually
THE RIGHT ONE
after all. . .
not because
ALL ROADS
lead to the
SAME PLACE
but always to the
SAME CONCLUSION:
Each
the good and the bad
the right and the wrong
the horrible and the happy
not only gave us another thread
to our Tapestry
but also another piece
to our Puzzle
BOTH
not only further
COMPLETING US
but also
IMPROVING US
along
THE WAY
(our own individual way)
by showing us
what felt like didn’t work
. . .D I D
all on
(ESPECIALLY ON)
THE ROADS WE WON’T WALK
(but have, just the same)