you walk across the earth
as if you were the 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.
you could use punctuation, periods, to make the images clearer. i mean, it's understandable now but what couldn't stand to be made clearer in this muddy pit we all live in, right? i like the "mane of power" and the image of child holding.
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