I see the lights in the distance,
I just cant wait to get home.
I miss the smells and the faces,
Everything i have ever known.

Life's culmination, all paths leading to here.
Every moment, every breath, a step to this place.
A stream of voices, memory and thought,
People living on through the lessons they taught.

It's easy to see the linear plane on which we dwell,
Rather than the timelessness of the good man who was,
And the great stories that you now have to tell.