As a traveler of a certain Pace,
i have seen a million faces,
but i stood appalled,
by the shadow that called my name from the rest,
one who singled me out from my peers,
calling me out inciting my fears,
i stood frighted and yet somewhat relived,
by the smoothing tone of his voice,
he knew my name which came as a surprise,
even though it twas a tough decision,
i heard his words and he fled from vision,
many years would pass on by,
before he would once again meet my eyes,
but it was on the day of my death,
when i would find him again,
as i laid sick slipped into the fray,
i closed my eyes and he whispered welcome home old friend