Today’s entry has a lot to do with my interest in poetry. I have shared some of my poetry writings on this blog site. One of my favorite poems is entitled “The Bridge Builder.” I have shared the rendition of that poem on blog 56. As I have researched the poem, I have discovered what I originally heard, although close to the original, is a little different.
Because I like to write poetry, I have attempted to add some verses to the rendition that I first heard and memorized and then I will add the verses I wrote. What I hope this entry will accomplish is my attempt to take the poem’s thought possibilities to a more accomplished place at least in my own thought process. The beauty, I’m told, is in the eye of the beholder. So as the reader takes in the thought process of the added verses I have written, I hope it will give the reader a new sense of who the Builder really is.
The last four verses are what I have written to relay the Accomplishment. I thank you for your Accomplishments!
An old man going on a weary way Came at the evening cold and grey To a chasm vast and deep and wide Through which there was flowing a swollen tide
The old man crossed in the twilight dim For the swollen stream held no fear for him And turned when on the other side And built a bridge to span the tide
Said a fellow pilgrim near You’re wasting your time with building here Your journey will end at the close of day And you never again shall pass this way
The builder lifted his old grey head Good friend in the way I’ve come, he said There follows after me a fair-haired youth And the swollen stream which held no fear for me For the fair-haired youth may a pit-fall be
So the builder finished the task at hand To help the youth better understand When crossing a bridge you did not build The care of others to instill
For the fair-haired youth it did indeed Increase awareness of the other’s need With careful thought to do the same In building bridges to heal the lame
So as the time has passed away The youth’s fair hair has turned to grey For others follow the builder’s trail To discover a passage through the veil
And before that passage has come to pass Doing for others will complete the task For youth to awaken to the bridge's part Is to discover the love in the Builder’s heart