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Summer 1997
Issue 01

Tobias Churton - Editor
The Eye
A Mason in Hamburg
In Those Days Masters Carried Swords
Perceptions and Realities
Mason About: Granville Angell
Why Ritual Excellence?
Making History
Minding Your Head
Mozart and Me
Review: First Rays of the New Rising Sun
Review: The Hiram Key
Old Fireglass
The Artist's Palate
Love's Ladder
Norman Stote
Letters to the Editor
Famous Masons
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Love's Ladder

By Columba Powell

Love poured out the faucet,
It boiled on the stove,
Wrapped itself inside a kiss,
Poured out of the sun like gold.
Like an angel with leaden wings,
Slowly, softly, it began to sing
And as it sang, it flew,
Over rooftops and clouds it soared;
High above the mind’s eye,
Over ignorance, fears and lies,
Above our skin’s glistening tears
It climbed into the sky.
Then evergreen in beauty, it fell
Like falling leaves of light,
Through the branches of lemon bright trees
Into the everchanging sea.
Into the sea’s solitude,
Where the streets of the soul start,
Past latitudes and longitudes
Into forests of the heart.
Among its byways step by step
Love took me by the eye
Through its emotional alphabet.
Like time buried in the sand,
Like two eyes without a face,
Love stretched out a hand
And with a finger traced
A ladder leaning on the sky;
Rung by rung I climbed into the air
Drew up the ladder and disappeared.


  Issue 01, Summer 1997
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