The Passing of a King
The Earthen King,
had the strength of two castles
One cannot fight the Wraiths,
build so much
For inside,
something was breaking
The King learned of his mortality
and knew not why
As nature changes...
Some things wither...
Some things die...
For, during the fight for the Heartstone
On the battlements
The King was wounded deep
During the dark days,
he kept this secret
For, there was much to keep
A Kings' strength cannot last forever
A King who built castles of stone
During his final days,
had the comfort of his Queen
and the Heartstone
The joy of Heartstone,
tempered with the news instead
Of a king,
who lay dying in his bed
The Faeries gathered round..
For, the time is near
For, the King, they held dear
The Summer Queen at his side
With one peaceful sigh,
he closed his eyes
and died
This is the nature of everything
You cannot mourn,
what you haven't lost
The Summer Queen and the Faeries
Knew this
For deaths' sting,
did not leave them forlorn
The Passing of a King
A great King
Whose memories belong on the Magic Tapestry
A King who built beautiful castles
With the strength of two
There were no tears
Only sweet gentle rain
The rustle of leaves,
from the Whispering Trees
A refrain
The Summer Queen,
kept one leaf from his cloak
She kissed it gently and softly blew
A west wind carried it through
to the Whispering Trees
The Trees took the King
Made him part of everything
The passing of the King, you see
Natures' reason,
as is the changing season
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2007
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