Behold this kingdom that I roam
The sun crowned king in verdant throne
O’er fields and trees in stone and earth
I walk this path to find my worth

In arcadian wilds, unseen I tread
‘Til the distant West whispers instead
An empire divided before the fall
My lamentations made no sound at all

Resolute to grasp a fleeting hold
If steadfastness within could unfold
But the day will come, the fated stumble
I watch as all my kingdoms crumble

Achievements cascade from broken bough
Descending, faltering, to winds avow
Reduced to naught, statues to dust
Honors to apathy, medals to rust

Long shadows linger, a dance with fate
Where the trail bends and dreams conflate
I yearn for strength, a resilient stand
For life, for love, and a healed land

Amidst the brush and rivers flow
The wild tapestry in radiant glow
The seasons to blooms, fated evolution
I seek in the quiet my absolution