Poem: The Road

I wrote a poem a while ago. I read one by Robert Frost(I think) and it inspired me to write this:


When I had awoken,

I observed two roads before me.
I peered down a wide road;
It looked very pleasant and bright
But I could not see the end.


Then I peered down a narrow road;
It looked very rough and hard,
But I could glimpse the end,
A light was shining brightly there.
This greatly aroused my curiosity.


Which road should I take?
I stood there for long hours
Contemplating my decision.
The wide one offered numerous pleasures,
But I couldn’t stop thinking about the narrow one.

At last, I decided on the narrow one,
And wondered if this was the right decision.
I started on down the long road,
And grew weary quickly,
But I couldn’t keep my eyes off the light.

When I felt I could go on no longer,
I felt a pair of arms lift me up,
And gave me much reassurance.
The voice encouraged me
“Don’t give up, I’m right here.”

 

So I didn’t give up, not one bit.
I spent my life walking to the light.
It was hard at times but I had much joy.
Just as I finished the last few steps,
The light revealed a Being who said,
“Well done My good and faithful servant;
I’m so glad you’re home at last.”


Written by Marisa Nowland 2009