I saw him in the distance with his disciples
I was so excited to see him
Because he was coming to see me
To listen to me, to be with me
There were so many people around
So many wanting my attention
So much that I had to do
That I couldn’t stop for him
He continued coming my way
Soon he will be in front of me
What will I say to him?
How should I address him?
What did he need from me?
How can I help him?
He was with me for but a moment
I wanted to spend more time with him
But neither of us has that luxury
We both have our parts to play
I am only to prepare the way
Not take the journey with him
As he grows in influence, mine diminishes
I realize that my time is coming to an end
Just as his is beginning
Our time together grows short
He must accomplish what I cannot
I must let him go on his way
While I stay behind,
Envying those who will follow him
Jealous for the time they will have with him
Watching him in the distance
I can only place my trust in
The day we will be together again
Where his time will be mine and mine will be his
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