I can only wish for the best for the kings in our society.
How much pain is held behind a strong posture
And how much fear is truly subsided.
It’s almost always
dismissed or disregarded
Barely dismantled.
But behind every strong king,
is a stronger queen.
In those moments of fragility,
where a king is out of sight from nobility,
she must let him evolve with grace, trust, and loyalty.
If time is a factor on development,
there must be a presence of strength and perservance while the other
rests and recalibrates.
The king must also trust in his Queen,
Wholeheartedly and shamelessly.
Discernment becomes a common ground where both can
share intimacy and power.
Both must be susceptible
to concerns and patterns.
Be able to dilute the chatters
because nothing even matters
If the foundation is shattered
And the transparency is lacklustered.
Let these moments of honesty
Turn into a sweet serendipity.
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