Walk with Death
Welcome my hooded friend,
I have been seeking your visit for long.
You needn't hide your inevitable self,
You are my thornbird's song.
You've intrigued me for years,
I waited for the final day.
Devilish as you may seem,
I would love to walk along the bay.
Or is it a jungle trail you walk?
Carrying the vestige stock.
Is it a mountain climb so high?
Relaxing on route, by the rock.
Come hold my hand my cryptic consort,
Let us not wait anymore.
I do not intend to thwart your plans,
Let us see what you have in store?