A newly made Master Mason repeatedly questioned the Worshipful Master about the meaning of Masonic light and about the Lost Word, but the Worshipful Master always seemed to him to be speaking in riddles.
MM: "I still don't get it! Why don't you just clearly describe what you mean?"
WM: "Describing a sunrise to a blind man will not help him see it, and writing about the song of a nightingale to a deaf man will not help him hear it. Blind eyes and deaf ears must first be healed."
MM: "Then how might my eyes be healed so that I might see the Masonic light, my ears be healed so that I might hear the Lost Word?"
WM: "That is the best question you have asked me yet. Now listen carefully to my prescription: Poke them all out with a sharp instrument and seal them up with mortar."