" And he began, " What chance or destinyhas brought you here before your final day?And who is he who leads your pilgrimage?" " Up there in life beneath the quiet starsI lost my way," I answered, " in a valley,before I'd reached the fullness of my age.I turned my shoulders on it yesterday:this soul appeared as I was falling back,and by the road through Hell he leads me home." " Follow your star and you will never fail to find your glorious port," he said to me "