I'm particular struck by the part "...long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;" It reminds me of my over-analys

I'm particular struck by the part "...long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;" It reminds me of my over-analysis in developing software. Sometimes, I over think things, try to predict the outcomes of things, spend lots and lots of time considering what's behind the 'bend': what's the perfect solution. Analysis paralysis. But, at a certain point, the analysis gives way to intuition. I choose the path that 'feels' best, knowing that many different paths could have been just as right.