What kind of treasure
The world does neglect ?

If he is to be king
And I ask just to be sure
Does he need to reflect
The heat of the shiniest sun ?
Does he need to acquire
The wisdom of the oldest tree ?
Does he need to conquer
The heart of the mightiest plain ?
Does he need to go over
The top of the tallest mountain ?

No he does not.
But there, he always is
And there, he’ll always be.