“The woods are lovely dark and deep but I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep…”
How I love Robert Frost!
This poem Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening is one of my favorites. Many times I have found myself in snowy woods thinking of the words to this poem.
And many times there has been no snow, just woods.
The woods are tranquil and serene…so I do like to linger. But too often I need to hurry back, before dark, to take care of my promises.
There are times though…when lingering is allowed. When there is nothing pressing…no rush to get back…and I can be entranced by the woods. When I can explore and look more closely at the trees around me and be amazed…
Soon enough the woods will fill up with snow. And I will stop.