Walk with Death

Welcome my hooded friend, 

I have been seeking your visit for long. 

You needn't hide your inevitable self, 

You are my thornbird's song.

You've intrigued me for years,

I waited for the final day.

Devilish as you may seem,

I would love to walk along the bay.

Or is it a jungle trail you walk?

Carrying the vestige stock.

Is it a mountain climb so high?

Relaxing on route, by the rock.

Come hold my hand my cryptic consort,

Let us not wait anymore.

I do not intend to thwart your plans,

Let us see what you have in store?