king of anything.

you walk across the earth
as if you were the king of anything
feel the ground beneath you fall away with
your every move, your every step;
courage of the lion, with your mane of power
you move with the trees, as if you knew their sway
do you climb across the moors and the valley
and close your eyes when the sky bows to you,
presents you with stars brighter than your light
so that you may see in the darkest of nights?
do you own this feeling, of living without fear,
and hold it to your heart, like a child in your arms
feel its pounding heartbeat against your own
the rhythm of two together, like a melody?
you walk as if there is a crown atop your crown
as the sun, burnt out, shimmers and falls down
with strength, you walk into the ocean, into the sea,
and then into all the unimaginable things that could be,
and you place your footprint on its soil,
claiming this piece of the sullen world as your own
still shining as the moon once shone.