The narrator comes to a fork in the road in a yellow wood, with two paths diverging. After considering both paths carefully and seeing they were equally worn, the narrator chooses one path to travel down, knowing that one choice may lead to other choices in the future and doubting the ability to return to this moment to choose again. The narrator believes this choice will be recounted with a sigh many ages from now, and that taking the less traveled path is what has made all the difference.