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.”
And miles to go before I sleep – a common theme song for all of us. We are on a journey, with a beginning, a middle and an end. This is true of the entire universe – our galaxy and our earth. Our journey is one of mystery – and we only partially understand where we have come from by looking backward – and at this moment. Our future is absolutely unknown – although we like to think we have it all planned out.
IF YOU WANT TO MAKE GOD LAUGH, TELL HER YOUR PLANS!