His time was slowly waning,
His life, his worldly journey
now fading.
He was passing into Shadowland.

Visions of his past,
Times he thought would never last,
haunted him,
Now that his eyes were open.

Grief hunted him,
Pain consumed him
completely now.
What had he accomplished?

A Godly fear took hold
of this man, weak and old,
now dying.
And he begged for Love.