Posted by: Calmseas (Mike) | August 29, 2009

The Undiscovered Country

It is a reflective and somewhat melancholy evening. It is interesting to consider where the passages of life take us as we move along them. If someone had told me thirty years ago that I would be where I am today, they might have just as well been an alien screaming gibberish into the wind.

We all begin life on a long and broad road. It stretches before us to seeming infinity and is lined with uncountable offshoots trailing off in innumerable directions. We make our choices and follow along one spur, and then another, and another, until one day we find ourselves both far removed from where we began and also on a much narrower path with very limited spurs left upon which to continue our trek.

Robert Frost wrote in his poem “The Road Not Taken,” “Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by.” If we live long enough, however, we will all come to a place where we realize that there are no more roads diverging before us, and the road we are on—now just a constricted footpath—is approaching a hill over which we cannot see, but over which we must pass.

When we come to the base of that hill, our faith, our friends, and our loved ones are all that remain of our journey, and all that will sustain us as we walk up that hill and then move over it—alone—to the undiscovered country beyond.



  1. Well, you just quoted my favorite poem. Have you ever tried poetry yourself? You seem to have the imagery down. Keep on writing,

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