You once asked me,"Am I an old sole,
or a new sole?"
My reply "An old sole."
"How do you know?" you asked.
I know. I've known you before this life time.

As A Knight, who left a lover to cry.
As A Pirate, soft at heart, who again
left a lover to morn.
As a child of the west who left a mother
to morn your early death. Again someone
cries for a love thats left.
As a Gangster, tough to the sole, you've seen
to many things to let your love grow.

To the man I know now, who wonders and longs
for his purpose in life.

Your purpose is to live life to the fullest.
Many will come and many will go.
Just remember that you are not always here to learn
for yourself, but to teach your seed to grow and to live
his life to the fullest. And to pass on the knowledge
that you have expirenced and your sole has collected.