DIVERGE: to move or extend in different directions from a common point, draw apart, to become or be different in character or form
Frost saw two roads diverge
in his yellow woods.
In my experience,
things are rarely so simple.
Life’s intersections are crowded.
Paths are rarely marked
with destinations and mileage.
The less traveled ways are lonely and overgrown.
They can be hard to see
unless you look closely
at the spaces between the brambles.
Adjacent paths that seem to head
the same direction
can end in vastly different vistas.
It only takes a few degrees difference in course at the onset
to result in great separation
after years of travel.
Seemingly small choices:
alone or together
today or tomorrow
speak or bite tongue
intervene or look away
full disclosure or embellishment
If someday I wander Frost’s yellow wood
and am forced to choose between two diverging paths
I will savor the simplicity of that moment.