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A Path to a Bridge

Jan 10th 2023 3 Min read Seymour Goode

Our political persuasion is most likely something that has been developed over the years, so few or so many. It is unlikely that we came to our conclusions with no input from others. Others have created a path through the forest of thoughts. We walk that path with confidence that it will lead us to peace and happiness for us and those that follow us. WE have a duty to those that will follow us, sometimes only to keep a path open, and sometimes to traverse the difficult situations.

I was inspired by a 1900's poem. Simply…here it is.

The Bridge Builder
Will Allen Dromgoole

An old man going a lone highway, Came, at the evening cold and gray, To a chasm vast and deep and wide. Through which was flowing a sullen tide The old man crossed in the twilight dim, The sullen stream had no fear for him; But he turned when safe on the other side And built a bridge to span the tide.

“Old man,” said a fellow pilgrim near, “You are wasting your strength with building here; Your journey will end with the ending day, You never again will pass this way; You've crossed the chasm, deep and wide, Why build this bridge at evening tide?”

The builder lifted his old gray head; “Good friend, in the path I have come,” he said, “There followed after me to-day A youth whose feet must pass this way. This chasm that has been as naught to me To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be; He, too, must cross in the twilight dim; Good friend, I am building this bridge for him!”