Category: Masonic Poetry
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To Break the Binding Chain
The blindfold falls, and darkness starts to wane, A journey’s path, where hidden truths reside, We seek the light, to break the binding chain. The gavel’s knock, a solemn, soft refrain, Where ancient wisdom’s currents gently glide, The blindfold falls, and darkness starts to wane. The candidate, in whispered, low complaint, For brighter stars, where…
