Grand Master Hiram Abif knew the True Word of a Master Mason, and was able to understand its ineffableness, that the True Word is beyond language and thought.
One day Hiram, in a mood of sublime ineffableness, was sitting under a tree. Flowers began to fall about him.
"We are praising you for your discourse on the ineffable," the angels whispered to him.
"But I have not spoken of the ineffable," said Hiram.
"You have not spoken of the ineffable, we have not heard the ineffable," responded the angels. "This is the True Word." And blossoms showered upon Hiram as rain.