Do you ever put up your feet?
only just arrived
now you're ready to leave?

Do you ever lay down to heal?
From fighting for yourself
celebrating all your deeds?

Do you ever have all you need?
Crammed into your bags
shoved up your sleeves?

Do you ever stay still?
always flailing to stay afloat
treading to move uphill?

Do you ever get down and kneel?
Wearing your crown of a king
with the world at your feet?