Through the hollow halls
That should sound emphatically
Walks a spirit, a being unnamed
Not even the dust is raised
Nor echoes of life afoot
No vocal clamor to claim
The recognition of being
None would bring focus
Ratifying an ego, esteemed
A quietly mute heartbeat
Continues on in humility
Its purpose emphatic
Benevolent strength passes
In service before self
The threshold above
It is existent understanding
The stoop before on
The gateway metaphysical
To life's true purpose
So often sought in vain
Unselved epiphany its key