I’ve Walked With Friends
A Masonic poem
by Ezekiel M. Bey, FPS
What’s a companion, What is a Friend
What’s the beginning, what is the end
What is the answer, to every question
What is the moral to every lesson
How can we fall, not knowing all
Why do we think, we know it all
Foolish the man who thought was tall
Foolish the person, who missed his call
A sight that’s blurry, a mental fog
Near sighted vision, can’t see the stars
Spiritual Kingdom greatly prepared
Where is the road, to lead me there
Is there a thought, I can create
A mental ship, to navigate
Is there a compass that I once knew
That I once measured, all latitudes
I can’t remember, I can’t recall
Did I forget, we all once crawled
What is the message to life itself?
To build internal, spiritual wealth
When will we see, what is above
The true experience, eternal love
So what’s the beauty that lives inside
I walked the distance with friends beside