The road taken

Standing in a shaft of sunlight, I look hard at the two roads diverge in a dense wood - - - wondering which way will be the right one for me to travel. Long I stand yet sixth sense is nowhere to be found. Troubled, I look up again and meet my eyes with the fading light of sunset. Twilight will be here in a minute or two. Another ending. No matter how worst the day is, it always has to end. Taking a deep breath, I walk down one of the two roads; the one which bents in the undergrowth. Determined and confident, I welcome whatever obstacles awaiting in my path. Regret comes awfully close yet it fails to find me this time.