I was born in antiquity, in the ancient days when man first
dreamed of God. I have been tried through the ages, and found
true. The crossroads of the world bear the imprint of my feet,
and the cathedrals of all nations mark the skill of my hands. I
strive for beauty and symmetry. In my heart is wisdom, strength
and courage for those who ask. Upon my alter is the book of
Holy Writ and my prayers are to the one Omnipotent God. My
sons work and pray together, without rank or discord, in the public
mart and in the inter chamber. By signs and symbols I teach
the lessons of life and death and the relationship of man with
God and of man with man.

My arms are widespread to receive those of lawful age and
good report who seek me of their own free will. I will accept
them and teach them to use my tools in the building of men, and
thereafter, find direction in their own quest for perfection so
much desired and so difficult to attain. I lift up the fallen and
shelter the sick. I hark to the orphans cry, the widows tears, the
path of the old and destitute. I am not church, nor party, nor
school, yet my sons bear a full share of responsibility to God,
their liberties, and alert to lurking dang.er. At the end I commit
them as each one undertakes the journey beyond the vale into
the glory of everlasting life.

I ponder the sand within the glass and think how small is a single
life in the eternal universe. Always have I taught immortality,
and even as I raise men from the darkness into the light, I am
a way of life.

by Ray V. Denslow
Member of Trenton