02 Jan 2025, 9:17 pm
Justin Miller
Longview Lodge 404
Honorary Freemason
In chambers where the light does gleam,
A tapestry of brotherhood, we weave and dream,
With symbols rich, our hearts embrace,
The lessons learned in this sacred space.
From the East, the sun begins to rise,
A beacon of wisdom, seen through our eyes,
We lift the veil of ignorance and strife,
In unity’s embrace, we find our life.
The square and compasses, a guiding tool,
To measure our hearts, to keep us true,
In every degree, a step we take,
To build a foundation that none can shake.
The stone we polish, the life we mold,
With virtues shining, like treasures of old,
Charity and kindness, the bonds that tie,
In service and love, we aim for the sky.
Together we gather, both young and old,
With hands raised high, our stories unfold,
In laughter and joy, our spirits align,
In the heart of the Lodge, our visions entwine.
So let us march forward, with courage and grace,
In the paths of the worthy, we each find our place,
For the light we share is a flame that unites,
In the journey of life, we embrace the heights.
With every handshake, a promise we make,
In brotherly love, our foundation won't shake,
For in this noble craft, we stand hand in hand,
Masons united, across every land.
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02 Jan 2025, 10:04 pm
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03 Jan 2025, 1:49 am
Justin Miller
Longview Lodge 404
Honorary Freemason
In chambers where the light does gleam,
A tapestry of brotherhood, we weave and dream,
With symbols rich, our hearts embrace,
The lessons learned in this sacred space.
From the East, the sun begins to rise,
A beacon of wisdom, seen through our eyes,
We lift the veil of ignorance and strife,
In unity’s embrace, we find our life.
The square and compasses, a guiding tool,
To measure our hearts, to keep us true,
In every degree, a step we take,
To build a foundation that none can shake.
The stone we polish, the life we mold,
With virtues shining, like treasures of old,
Charity and kindness, the bonds that tie,
In service and love, we aim for the sky.
Together we gather, both young and old,
With hands raised high, our stories unfold,
In laughter and joy, our spirits align,
In the heart of the Lodge, our visions entwine.
So let us march forward, with courage and grace,
In the paths of the worthy, we each find our place,
For the light we share is a flame that unites,
In the journey of life, we embrace the heights.
With every handshake, a promise we make,
In brotherly love, our foundation won't shake,
For in this noble craft, we stand hand in hand,
Masons united, across every land.
Nice one. I looked into the local Masonic Temple, it has fewer than a dozen members, and most are quite elderly, in fact they had a death recently. I thought of joining, but if there are no young folk, it seems I would be spending most of my time at funerals.
