What Gives You Strength?

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.               ~ Robert Frost

When I was in the 5th grade , I first read The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost. Though I can't speak for others I think can safely say the most of the children in class read it just like any other poem but for the first time I could feel something stirring in my soul like Frost himself had whispered those deep lines into my ears.I think that is when I realised the raw power of words.Because at that moment I realised that none of it mattered, that I was 10 years old, that I was Indian and my first language wasn't English.Because I understood, I understood what he was trying to say, I understood the language of lost oppurtunities better than I should have. And every time I read those life-altering words I feel that same passion fire up in my soul and it will never change, maybe it might mature but never change because everytime I read those lines it gives me the strength to write about what I love, to survive in this ever-changing world, to be me.