The Land of Sun
The Sun set behind the lion as he wielded the sword,
his silhouette beamed with a golden glow, as he prayed to the lord.
The Great King, his wise radiance, he is known as a messiah.
His realm, so cosmic and vast, his people will never be pariahs.
Ancient Monk meditating, as he connects to the Universe and Time,
After communicating to his soul, karma and wholeness flows through his mind.
Old warrior, stoic and tough.
Moves one last mountain, before turning to dust.
The land so mystical and divine,
the Great King points to the Sun, and with beauty it shines.
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