“The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.”
- Robert Frost’s last lines of “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”
Choosing Your Passageway
I’ve been thinking about how we choose our paths and how we often can’t see over the bend, like this picture, to even know what is next. How many times the woods are dark and deep.
It has been said by people closest to me that my tombstone will