Path less stridden

Take the path less stridden,
Probably its a muddy dead end,
Yet some hide gems not known,
The ways that make you mend.

Read the books read less,
The wise old will smirk and scoff,
"There's a reason why they're not read"
And may be so, may be you are off.

But for some they don't know,
Why they have not read,
They have read what others have,
They read, as someone had said.

When in the paths alone,
Think not why others have not,
Think not why less ventured it is,
But think if that is the path you sought.