I am Freemasonry
by Ray V. Denslow
I was born in antiquity, in the ancient days when men first dreamed
of God.
I have been tried through the ages, and found true.
The crossroads of the world bear the imprint of my feet, and the cathedrals of all nations mark the skill of my hands.
I strive for beauty and for symmetry.
In my heart is wisdom and strength and courage for those who ask.
Upon my alters is the Book of Holy Writ, and my prayers are to the One
Omnipotent God, my sons work and pray together, without rank or discord, in the
public mart and in the inner chamber.
By signs and symbols I teach the lessons of life and of death and the
relationship of man with God and of man with man.
My arms are widespread to receive those of lawful age and good report
who seek me of their own free will.
I accept them and teach them to use my tools in the building of men, and
thereafter, find direction in their own quest for perfection so much desired and
so difficult to attain.
I lift up the fallen and shelter the sick. I hark to the orphans' cry,
the widows tears, the pain of the old and destitute.
I am not church, nor party, nor school, yet my sons bear a full share of
responsibility to God, to country, to neighbor and themselves.
They are freemen, tenacious of their liberties and alert to lurking
danger.
At the end I commit them as each one undertakes the journey beyond the
vale into the glory of everlasting life.
I ponder the sand within the glass and think how small is a single life
in the eternal universe.
Always have I taught immortaility, and even as I raise men from darkness
into light, I am a way of life.
I Am Freemasonry.
"The End" but actually, just the beginning.
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