The Bridge

 
      An Old Man Came down the Road of Life, to a Chasm Wide and Deep
      He Spent Much Time on the Downward Climb,
      Then Scaled the Walls So Steep
      and When He Got to the Other Side, He Set to Build a Bridge
      He'd Build it Safe and Strong, So it Would Span from Ridge to Ridge
      He Labored on to Build it Strong with Sturdy Beams and Piers
      to Span Life's Deep Dark Valleys and It's Swirling River of Tears

      And When He Finished . . .Standing near . . .Another Pilgrim Asked?
      "Old Man" Please Tell Me Why, You Thought to Choose this Awesome Task!
      Your Life's near Spent and Yet You've Lent Much Time to Do this Chore
      You'll Travel Not Again this Path Before Life Shuts the Door

      The Old Man Said . . ."I Build Not Thus for Thee or Me to Cross
      I Build So Other's Coming Might Not Suffer Any Loss
      There Comes Not Far Behind this Way Some Day a Fair Haired Youth
      He Comes with Hope and Inspiration Seeking Love and Truth
      and When He Comes He May Not Be Prepared to Climb or Swim
      I Build from Love Within My Heart --- I Build this Bridge for Him!
 
      So . . . If You Think I Am Foolish . . . and My Work Seems So Absurd
      the Reason for this Bridge Is Found Within God's Holy Word
 
     He Said, Do unto Others as You Do Yourself Each Day"
     and I Just Heard Him Speak Again . . .
     "Old Man, You're Still Traveling the Right Way!"
 

                                                                          Author Unknown