Center of the lodge
Source: Masonic Vibes https://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=10150621820208716
The East, the West, the South, the North
In our Temple’s oblong square
Are ofttimes mentioned for their worth,
In their symbolism rare.
Not so the center. When ’tis passed
By the initiate on his way
It seems so soon to be outclassed
In the grand old mystic play.
As I recall impressions rare
While I saw not the light,
While sweet surprises met me where
I least surmised they might,
While mental thrills came thick and fast
As my conductor led,
The sweetest things of all the past
Seemed in the center said.
And O the prayer that there was given,
In pleadings all for me!
Was this appeal to highest heaven
The prayer of Masonry?
And the meaning of that soulful plea
Is all the mind can span;
For it contained all that can be
For the best there is in man.
And I was asked in whom I placed
My soul’s eternal trust.
My answer any doubt effaced
That I’d be true and just.
And friendship’s token to me there
Was given, and words of cheer;
For I knew not the way, nor where
New dangers might appear.
And so, as I recall the past –
The place, the prayer, the cheer –
There will remain while life shall last
The memories so dear,
Of that sweet center which I know
Makes all that comes more bright,
As ever on and on I go
To realms of further light.
– L. B. Mitchell, Michigan.