If you read it carefully it doesn’t actually say he took the road less travelled! The description of the paths at the beginning of the poem pretty much state they were both as worn as each other. It is only at the end he says that he shall state he took the road less travelled, but in reality he doesn’t know which one would have been.
As for roads to be taken be they less travelled or not, we all make our own roads in life and need faith to believe that it is the right path for us. We can take the wrong direction sometimes, and if it is wrong then we ultimately end back on our original path. However, if we don’t end up on the original path, maybe it wasn’t a wrong turn after all, and we just need to keep faith and believe that where we are going is the right place for us.
And sometimes, our roads merge with other people’s roads which make the journey just that little bit brighter and more fun 😉
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, 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.