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The Bridge Builder
By peace | January 15, 2012
You never know the importance of a bridge until you are tired and stuck at the other end of the journey (the other side of the water/lake). At Punggol Waterway, if you are a first timer and tried to explore the place, like me, you would be so tired (with a toddler) after walking one way round the lake. You will discover that to go back to where you come from you have to walk one big round back, the same route from where you come from. How nice if there is one bridge for you to just cross the lake (rather than walk one big round). During emergency, such as the dog attack, people can escape the place faster too.
Below, you can see that is the only bridge that link the two sides of the lake at Punggol Waterway.
The Bridge Builder
By 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 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 the 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.”
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