The Road Not Taken

This original setting of The Road Not Taken is a poem that connects deeply with our most important life choices. I composed this piece after I just had a one-on-one conversations with several of my high school seniors; each student was trying to figure out what school was the right fit for them, but felt a sense of fear that whatever choice they made would leave doubt in their minds. What if I chose the wrong school? We may believe that we are destined down the road that we are supposed to take. Even so, there may still remain a twinge of wonder or even regret about that other opportunities we passed up. This setting is intended to bring out the wonder and the doubt every step of the way. 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 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.