Before Him I Stood

He entered the hall and took a seat in the back row, trying to be discreet Something in the expression he wore seemed to convey that he knew more I stood before him and said, I know. He smiled at me, kind eyes aglow. "Tell me, child, what do you see in me." Hesitantly, I phrased my decree... You're a man who loves to speak, but you rarely talk. You're a man who loves to preach, but you rarely walk.* "My life, I gave by choice," he replied. He continued in me to confide... "Gladly would I cherish to walk and of heavenly things I will talk." *Quoted from the poet, Sea Salty.