A certain slant of light br (in the evening) br said to me softly: br br ” A stranger was here br ...looking for you.” br br “She spoke your name br as one who had loved you.” br br I thanked the light br and hurried on until I came upon br br a certain kind of birdsong br (I was unfamiliar with) . br br Delightedly it told me: br br “ A stranger was here br ...asking of you.” br br She spoke your name br as one who had loved you.” br br Thanking the twittering br I hurried along. br br A sunrise and a sunset br also spoke of this stranger br br who spoke with goodness br in her heart br and always asked for me, br br Many times our paths br crossed... br ...or we just missed each br other. br br “ A stranger...just gone... br your name...full of love.” br br Finally I found the stranger br or the stranger found me. br br (What does it matter) ? br br The stranger was no stranger. br br She greeted me with a kiss. br br I kissed her kiss br and embraced her embrace. br br “Is it time yet? ” br I asked her. br br “Not yet...” br she smiled and whispered br “...not yet.” br br “So, to what do I owe br this visit.” br br br “I just wanted to see br if you...remembered me? ” br br I grinned: “How could I forget...” br br We kissed goodbye. br br I waved. br br She waved. br br I said goodbye to br br my Death.