all hallows' eve

this morning I did find another soul on my walk.  A very young and smartly dressed man standing so still and so quietly and with an air of great sadness about him. 
He spoke first and we exchanged pleasantries about the sunshine and the beautiful view and I carried on my way.
I was struck by his very piercing green eyes and his voice which had the most beautiful rich timbre to it.
A lost soul, perhaps.
  
In case you are wondering... I  didn't imagine him because on reviewing my pictures from this morning I realise I have inadvertently captured him in the distance of one of my shots.