Robert Frost penned this poem, The Road Not Taken. We share it with our readers today as we have just come from a three-hour hike up to and down from the top of Buffalo Mountain in Virginia.
Spring is showing the first light green leaves delicately coming through the branches, leaving a view of the Blue Ridge below. A gentle breeze blows and when finally we reach the peak, the great boulders of rock greet us and make a place for us to rest our weary steps.
The path is filled with little blue flowers as they grow amid the rocks.
It is a path less traveled for most, but one we are glad we found even if our parting words, just like those of Frost, meant that we probably would not be there again.
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
Robert Frost is a famous and an oft-quoted poet. During his lifetime, he was honored with several prizes which include four Pulitzer Prizes for Poetry. Frost was born on March 26, 1874. (Wikipedia)
Even though our path today was one filled with the beginning of Spring, the mountains here in the Blue Ridge will fill with lush, summer green and finally make their way into a beautiful Fall…until the first snows begin to drift down onto the paths and roads. Mr. Frost must have, like us, also loved the seasons.
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