A Toast to the Brothers of the Mystic Tie
Channel: Contemplative Builder
Date: 2020-03-18

This poem was written in 2013 for a Festive Board in Guthrie, Oklahoma.  The firing glass was a gift to me from the brothers of Sophia Lodge #767 in Salisbury, NC. The photo was composed and taken by me.



Now hark you brothers of the Mystic Tie
And join this toast with glasses high.

Say your cheers to fraternity
And share the wine of charity,
For many a gift we now behold
Will slip away as we grow old.

Our worldly tools we’ll set aside
That once we held with manly pride.
All that seems so sharp today
Will in due time just rust away.

And for each brother, o so dear,
Too soon will come a parting tear,
So look about our table now
And share with all a solemn bow.

Now hark you brothers of the Mystic Tie
And for this toast keep glasses high.

These words aren’t meant to cast a gloom
Or bring death’s chill into the room,
But to remind us of the Light
That shines eternal, clear, and bright.

The Master Builder has so deemed
That in our souls a beacon beams,
A spark immortal from the flame
In which He writes His Holy Name.

Let’s light our smiles now with that fire
To which all mystics should aspire
And know the joy our Master knows
When in men’s hearts His pure love glows.

Now drink you brothers of the Mystic Tie
And share this cup with spirits high.