"A MASON'S WISH"
I WISH THERE WERE WORDS,
I COULD MAKE RHYME,
TO SOOTHE THE HEARTS,
AND OPEN THE MIND.
OF NON-MASON MEN,
IN THEIR EVER DAY LIFE,
TO SEE A SMALL GLIMMER,
OF MASONIC LIGHT.
IT WOULD TAKE JUST A SPARK,
AND A WELCOME RIGHT HAND,
TO MAKE A GOOD FELLOW,
A MUCH BETTER MAN.
TO ANSWER HIS QUESTIONS,
AND CALM HIS FEARS,
OF THINGS HE HEARD,
OVER THE YEARS.
THERE ARE NO CULTS,
IN OUR LODGES OF BLUE,
WE BELIEVE IN GOD,
HE BELIEVES IN US TOO.
EDUCATION IS THE WAY,
TO OPEN MEN'S EYES,
SO THEY CAN SEE THROUGH,
ALL THE VICIOUS LIES.
CREATED BY THOSE,
WITH NOT ENOUGH GOOD,
TO WEAR A WHITE APRON,
AND STAND WHERE WE STOOD.
TO LEAD HIM FROM DARKNESS,
AS WE TRAVELED ONE NIGHT,
AND INSTILL IN HIS HEART,
THE DESIRE FOR MORE LIGHT.
TO WALK IN THE SHOES,
OF HIRAM ABIFF,
AND FEEL THE COMPASSION,
OF A BROTHER'S STRONG GRIP.
EACH TIME WE APPROACH,
THE ALTAR TO PRAY,
MEMORIES FLOOD BACK,
OF THAT SPECIAL DAY.
WHEN THE EARTH WAS VOID,
AND DARK ABOUND,
THERE WERE NO BIRDS,
NO BEAUTIFUL SOUNDS.
SLOWLY THERE CAME,
LIGHT FROM THE EAST,
THE HEAVENS OPENED UP,
LIGHT WAS UNLEASHED.
SHAFTS OF LIGHT,
STREAK THROUGH THE SKY,
AS THE MASTER APPROACHED,
MY BROTHERS STOOD BY.
A TRIANGULAR FORM,
STATIONED IN PLACE,
LIGHT FROM THE EAST,
TO SHINE ON MY FACE.
BY MY RIGHT HAND,
HE ASKED ME ARISE,
WORDS FROM THE MASTER,
WERE TRUE AND WISE.
EVER SO EAGER,
TO NEVER LOSE SIGHT,
ALWAYS IN SEARCH,
OF MASONIC LIGHT.
ASCENDING THE STAIRS,
BY THREE, FIVE AND SEVEN,
LIGHTING MY WAY,
TO THE GATES OF HEAVEN.
IF I PRACTICE MY TENETS,
WITH NEIGHBORS AND FRIENDS,
JUST BY MY ACTIONS,
THEY MAY WANT TO COME IN.
Ben Steen Copyright 2001
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