Tyler from Beyond the Grave
![The Tyler protects the Lodge door from the Cowan](http://www.writingsinrhyme.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/The-Tyler-protects-the-Lodge-door-from-the-Cowan-189x300.jpg)
Sometimes, within the dead of night, the lodge held in the grip of the dark,
When no master sits on the Dias in his chair,
When all think that all men – and of this world have – gone home…
Yet it seems in this Lodge, thats one, just one, he is still there!
When the Light shines no more, and brethren in their homes they sleep,
A tale is told of a spirit that roams, and doors that no longer open,
The caretaker is scared, silently to himself he says a prayer
No matter the force of the hand of the man, or to an invisible ear offered a token…
It does not budge – something unseen holds it firm against the Cowans ear,
It seems that some folk to this world, beyond death itself are a slave,
For some reason one Brother does not rest, and his Lodge protects,
This Brother takes his job as Tyler beyond the grave…”