Here is a wonderful poem that I remember from my childhood. Although many of the things that we learn in school as children are akin to shrink-wrapped airplane food, there are some juicy bits of wisdom that are worth taking the time to stop and savour.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.” These words always seem to dance in the back of my mind after any significantly challenging or rewarding moment in my life. It is a reminder that despite where we may be right now in our lives, we have miles to go (both in mind and body) before we reach our true destination, which is (when you really think about it) just another point of departure. Go bravely into the great unknown.