“A builder builded a temple; He wrote with care and skill; - Pillars and groins and arches, Were fashioned to meet his will; And men said when they saw its beauty: ‘It shall never know decay. Great is thy skill, O Builder, Thy fame shall endure for aye.’
A teacher builded a temple; She wrought with skill and care; - Forming each pillar with patience, Laying each stone with prayer. None saw the unceasing effort; None knew of the marvelous plan; For the temple the teacher builded, Was unseen by the eyes of man.
Gone is the builder’s temple; - Crumbled into the dust, - Pillar and groin and arches, Food for consuming rust; But the temple the teacher builded, Shall endure while the ages roll; - For that beautiful, unseen temple, Was a child’s immortal soul.”
Take Away: "For that beautiful, unseen temple, was a child’s immortal soul.”