Down the Long Hall, Ode To "in the Long Hall" By Hayden Carruth

Believing his tapestry would never be fixed he tried to keep the small part under him together. As he held the last bit of tapestry together, he saw a light which was blinding at first but then turned to a soft glow in which he saw a man. A man with a scruffy beard and a nice suit standing in front of the window came over and held down the unraveled ends of his tapestry and so he was able to weave. Even though his tapestry was in shambles he kept on weaving with this man who amazingly kept all the unraveled ends of his tapestry down. He slowly but surely was fixing the tapestry and soon he didn’t need this mans help but asked the man to watch over him while he kept weaving. Later the man whispered something to him and then said he’d always be there. Then he walked away. After the man left he always thought of him and decided to follow what the man had whispered in his ear. Because of what the man had whispered to him that was all he needed to live the rest of his life in peace, in faith, in order.