MY INITIATION

I heard three knocks at the Temple door

And then it was opened wide.

I felt the grip of a Masons hand

As I slowly passed inside.

I was lowered on bended knees,

As a prayer was said for me,

And then I was helped to pass around

For the Brethren all to see.

all to me was like black of night,

As my leader took me round,

And my racing heart I  heard more clear

Than the organs solemn sound.

My faltering footstep here and there

Were halted on my way,

As several questions were put to me

As I struggled not to sway.

Then moving on I took three steps

And again I had to kneel

Whilst my left hand pressed a compass point

For my naked breast to feel.

With my right  resting on  The Law

I took my obligation

And I swore Id be a Mason true

At my initiation.

Some word were said  which I could not  hear

Though wishing that I could see,

Then after  a  knock  that echoed  wide

My sight was restored to me.

I shall not tell more of what I saw

Or much of what was spoken

But I saw the sign and heard the word

And felt the Masons token.

Ill tell you this that I heard a charge

( Which later I learned by heart )

As it told me all that a man should do

As a Mason, from the start.

It matters not if You Pass the Chair

Or reach the highest station,

The best event in a Masons life