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Post by offramp on Sept 17, 2010 20:52:03 GMT
I move from that darkened door In a space between the earth and the floor. And like a bateau ivre or a raft I'm on a journey beyond the fellow craft.
Oh Lord by this glimmering ray May I pass my test while it is yet day. And stumble not into the vale of death But rage rage until my dying breath. In another life may I wear a crown But if I'm found lacking, on Plymouth's shores may I drown.
And by that tiny ray it was revealed What through my life had been concealed. Man is given but one span on this earth A single spark which starts at birth And as I lay gazing at that darkened painted sky There was just the Almighty one and I.
When finally I give up the pursuit of the fleece of Jason I'll still thank God that I lived and died a Mason.
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Post by Leo on Sept 17, 2010 20:57:39 GMT
Very moving and thought provoking. Thanks for sharing.
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Post by sammy on Sept 18, 2010 15:32:27 GMT
I agree very nice work!
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