Two Roads

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Once we make a decision, we seldom find out what the other one entailed.  We know little of what horrific consequences we avoided, and we know little of the rigorous rewards we lost. We are spared from knowing everything, a knowledge that could destroy our human brains, which like an acorn, are not built to hold a grown, whole tree. 

 But eventually, those brains can seed wondrous results, which, like the tree, they never envisioned.

 I am content to be able to see this, and who knows, someday, in a heaven far, far away, I may get to see it, provided I have eternal life. 

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