Thinking About "The Road Not Taken"

The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost has always been a classic favorite poem for many people. The timeless language used to capture the sensibility of the situation and the milestone of the crossroad permeates a wide range of readers across contemporary generations.

It has always been my favorite because it seemed to take on a Christ-like themed walk in the life of a person.

Here is a man or woman living not far from the outdoors or traveling through the outdoors faced with a dilemma on which road to choose. This poem also figuratively conveys the choice a person must make in any decision in his or her life to do the right thing.
Here in the first passage it reads:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both

No one can physically travel to roads at the same time. Nor can anyone server two masters of his life.

And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Do you ever have a choice to make and the evidence just isn't so clear that you have to lean down and examine it cautiously to make an informed decision.

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.

When you have two choices you tend to go back and forth in your mind and steps, pacing out the problem until you've made up your mind about what you want to do. So you wear out the starting grass of the roads (or choices) on either side.

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.

Both the roads are worn but still grassy. And those decisions made by countless people before starts to influence the one you're about to make. Using some discernment, you scrutinize the dirt, the grass, the chaff and the footprints and know which one you should leave behind. There is one choice that seems common enough to leave alone that you wouldn't miss it if it weren't visible.

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.

A long time ago, that man or that woman or Robert Frost himself took the road less traveled by. Why? Because from a Christian perspective, "the road to hell is broad and wide and there are many that travel it." (Matthew 7:13) This person took the long and narrow road, the road not too many people are wise to travel, and it has made his/her life easier and much more fulfilling.