Sigma Alpha Mu Foundation

 

An old man, going a lone highway,

came at the evening, cold and gray,

to a chasm vast and deep and wide;

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 you this bridge at evening tide?"

 

The builder lifted his old gray head,

"good friend, in the path I have come," he said,

"there followeth after me today,

a youth whose feet must pass this way;

this chasm that has been 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."