...... at times I almost dream.
I too have spent a life the sages' way,
And tread once more familiar paths.
Perchance I perished in an arrogant self-reliance
An age ago; and in that act, a prayer
For one more chance went up so earnest, so
Instinct with better light let in by death,
That life was blotted out-not so completely
But scattered wrecks enough of it to remain,
Dim memories, as now, when seems once more
The goal in sight again. ....

~Fox Mulder, The X-Files
-The Field Where I Died