Few people get to hear their own eulogy, yet alone deliver it.
He opened the reading by announcing that he was worried about the young man who wrote the poem he was about to read. He seemed so alone and vulnerable, yet so proud and enthralled with the conviction of his destiny. I think he needs an older friend, a mentor, to show him the way. I'd like to volunteer, but I guess it is too late. The poet vows to step out of daily life and henceforth dedicate himself to eternity.