Poems

I've had A LOT going on recently.  Not quite sure where things are going to end up.  I guess that's the whole point, to sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.  I guess that's what I told people when I was a flight attendant. Even though the flight may be bumpy (and at times it was VERY bumpy) there's still a lot of beauty to be seen, even though you're only 10,000 feet in the air.  Anyway, I digress.  There have been a few poems in my head recently.  One of them is "The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost.  The other is the beginning of "Little Gidding V" by T. S. Eliot.

The Road Not Taken

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.      

Little Gidding V

We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.

As I sit here and read these verses, I find myself filled with emotion.  There may be many of you, my friends and family, who might not agree with things that I may have said and/or done in the recent past.  If I caused any offense or discomfort to any of you, especially my family, I deeply apologize.  I love you and am grateful that you are all in my life.  To tell the truth, I'm not sure if I totally agree with myself and with recent events.  One thing is for sure, after years of inactivity, years of sitting on the fence, afraid of my own shadow, after years of running from myself, literally, across the country, I have decided to stop running and take a stand.  I have decided to pick a direction and move in it.  I'm not sure where the direction will lead me, I'm not even sure that I won't fall flat on my face, but I need to try.

I love you all and thank you all for your love and support.  God bless you.

Mark Trombly