The fork in the road
loomed ahead in the storm.
Beyond, two roads vanished into pouring rain
and mud and mist with twisted trees.
Ah, life’s choices.
Sometimes one must leave roads altogether,
but not today.
Was in a hurry,
and already late,
so took the one most traveled.
The road ran fast and straight.
Charged thru the storm,
and broke out beneath starry skies.
Paused atop the hill above those city lights,
and, curious, wondered
what did I miss?
William Dudley Bass
Saturday 10 June 2023
Tuesday 20 June 2023
Shoreline/Seattle, WA
Notes: Arose from a dark, sleepless night as I riffed off a mix of Robert Frost’s “The Road Not Taken” and some of the teachings of the Buddha from the “Dhammapada” instead of counting sheep and box breathing.
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