Diverging Paths oil on panel Artist Michael Bedard ©

Diverging Paths

Diverging Paths   Oil on panel

Roberts Frost’s Poem remnds me of these  these diverging paths I painted. I always love the adventure of hiking and finding new paths the great unknown.Maybe thats why painting is so fun you never know how your finished painting will turn out?

The Road Not Taken

   by Robert Frost 

 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

close up of Diverging Paths

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.