I guess whenever the coming is good she'll be here. He was waiting there one day, two days, getting along by a little begging, just hanging out in the cemetery. After a while he goes around looking at the gravestones and sees this man lived to be very old, this lady died young, this one had a family, this one didn't have a family, this one died in an accident. He started to ponder what things are all about. Every once in a while he would sit down and visualize what the princess looked like, so he wouldn't forget why he was there.
Days go by.
They bring people to the cemetery to bury them and he always watches, hangs around and eats. Weeks go by. If it is her physical beauty, that is very nice, but it keeps changing. He realized that the beauty of outer forms is only one phase of beauty. There was nothing else to do in the cemetery but hang around and think and think and think.