Friday, June 27, 2008

The Ritual - A Poem

Past Master Oliver of Live Stone Lodge #152 under the jurisdiction of the Most Worshipful Prince Hall Grand Lodge of Texas pens this prose.

The Ritual


The Ritual is my Tool Box. I come to the Lodge to Build.

The Sharper that my Tools are, The Faster I move To the Guild

The Pot of incense, that smolder and glow so Light so Bright.

I will keep the Secret intensely repose, with all my virtuous might.



While on Earth like the Ant so industrious,

With strength I will work and grow.

Till Thy Wings Blossom and We move towards Heaven.

This a Fellow Bee, should work to Know.

Our documents that govern us so brilliantly

We quest with Proficiency to act and show, our Constitution is the

Law that guides us, to the Land that no traveler will ever flow!



Stone to stone to make it smother. Metal to metal to make

It Sharp. With a swift stroke of My Trowel in

Harmony, I will pace from Stop to Start!

So study this thing that we are given with ALL your Mind, Soul,

And Heart, It will Lighten your load in Masonry, and is the Essence of a real Part to Start.





PM Lawrence Oliver Sr.

www.livestonelodge152.com

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