Dedicated to Sigma Nu Fraternity on May 31, 1995

Beyond the Truth of the Forest Black

On the hills of the forest black at dusk
Rose a star in shimmers of gold and diamonds,
Casting light upon the valley of white roses;
I found the star in my time of loss;
Stranded in the darkness of disorder
This shining star led my way through
The hidden and secret path of the forest black;
To the valley of white roses I came;
I traveled through four corners of the meadow,
A mystical meadow hidden within
The seal of the forest black;
I found diversity growing among
The preciousness of the thorns and petals,
Unveiled by the accumulating light of the shining star;
Then I came upon the fifth corner of the meadow:
Here a hand reached out to me to welcome,
A grasp extended from others
Who walked the way before me;
They asked for me to reach my dreams,
Therefore obedient I became;
They clothed me in armor and a golden cape,
And handed me a sword in traditional honor;
Chivalry shall be my destiny,
Destiny driven in truth by the serpent
Coiled around the stone with enduring strength;
Therefore the serpent shall lead me pure
Through the valley of white roses,
And in the path of love and honor
Beyond the truth of the forest black...

Poem by Brad A. Dupke, Theta Nu 488

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