Poetry by Brother H. Johnson
Mehr Licht!
More Light!
Number 98 – November 27, 2006
A Poem by W. Brother Harley Johnson, which I believe you will like. W.B. Harley is a Past Master of Koochiching Lodge #270 at International Falls, Minnesota. Brother Harley is also a Past Grand Lodge District Representative for District #1 of the Grand Lodge of Minnesota
Last night, I dreamed,I was in a room, and could not seeQuestions were askedmy answers were threeSomeone said just waitothers must know of your questtheir answers returnits for the bestSomeone said let him enterI could not, there was somethingbarring my way, then someone said knock and I grasped the ringI lifted to the wall and thenlet it fallan answer returned oflet him enter our hallI could not see, it was darkand lonely out thereand some one said follow your guideyou have nothing to fear,I walked in that darknessfor many a mile, or so it seemed,each step courage to takethis must be the end of my dream.Yet I traveled on toward I knew noteach step followed the otherwith questions asked , and answersgiven by another,I was taught to walk as you shouldgiven the road I had started onand brought to place whereI made promises upon.I was given a Apronby which to labor withyet I was told never toplace Moral stains on itThan they showed me their toolsand showed me how to use themto a builders use a place wheremy soul my dream to sendsome where along the roadmy eyes become unheededthat I should see what so longwas in a darkness hoodedMy dream was so strangethat I knew I saw a truth,that we ask for light so we as menshall find the vineyards truth
More Light!
Number 98 – November 27, 2006
A Poem by W. Brother Harley Johnson, which I believe you will like. W.B. Harley is a Past Master of Koochiching Lodge #270 at International Falls, Minnesota. Brother Harley is also a Past Grand Lodge District Representative for District #1 of the Grand Lodge of Minnesota
Last night, I dreamed,I was in a room, and could not seeQuestions were askedmy answers were threeSomeone said just waitothers must know of your questtheir answers returnits for the bestSomeone said let him enterI could not, there was somethingbarring my way, then someone said knock and I grasped the ringI lifted to the wall and thenlet it fallan answer returned oflet him enter our hallI could not see, it was darkand lonely out thereand some one said follow your guideyou have nothing to fear,I walked in that darknessfor many a mile, or so it seemed,each step courage to takethis must be the end of my dream.Yet I traveled on toward I knew noteach step followed the otherwith questions asked , and answersgiven by another,I was taught to walk as you shouldgiven the road I had started onand brought to place whereI made promises upon.I was given a Apronby which to labor withyet I was told never toplace Moral stains on itThan they showed me their toolsand showed me how to use themto a builders use a place wheremy soul my dream to sendsome where along the roadmy eyes become unheededthat I should see what so longwas in a darkness hoodedMy dream was so strangethat I knew I saw a truth,that we ask for light so we as menshall find the vineyards truth
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