King of Nothing

King of Nothing, ruler of change, In a world of shifting tides, Where constancy is but a changing page, And sameness is my mask that hides my face. Through endless cycles, I reigned supreme, Eternally shifting, lakes of sand. My world spins, like a lucid dream, And I a nothing player in your grandest schemes. I can wear no crown upon my head, No throne on earth to call my own. In the dance of life, I dancing tread, Transforming all that's known not dead. From dawn to dusk, and dusk to dawn, I wove your intricate grand design, The past is lost, the future born, In my kingdom lost I found the words. A kaleidoscope of moments fleet, Nothing stagnant, all I once believed. As petals fall, new blossoms greet, No comfort in stagnation, there is no church. King of Nothing, I bowed to your might, Embracing the chaos, the winds of change, For in my realm, I found the light, And my freedom from the words I left unsaid.