And so they searched.
They searched high and low for their
newly enthroned king that had vanished
like a morning fog;
quickly and all at once.
Though the fog was lifted
the clarity they had was miniscule.
The other kings remained
pursuing justice, control, and valor,
yet the king, their king, pursued goodness
and was a distant memory.
How many questions were pondered?
How many roads were searched?
How many times were they mocked in search
for the missing king that had just returned?
The dissonance between majesty and
earth was vast,
and so they continued searching the unknown,
renewing hope with every step,
until the day came where a silver lining
fell from the sky.