Solomon’s lost throne

Well done! Nice one!
To God, the best architect, who constructed You.
I can’t be surprised of You,
Since my tiny eyes are unable to see the Majesty of You.

How can an ant know
The wall of Pyramids from a red-brick?
You are the highest Pyramid which Dreamland’s pharaoh
Can build and me am an ant unable to see how high you can be.

Your majesty, being so high in position
How can you stand next to an old woman’s oven?
Or sit with your shoulder under the feet of little children?

Before being acquainted with you,
I haven’t heard any ocean being upright
Or a king wearing worn-out shoes,
Carrying old water-skin and being befriend with slaves

Night’s darkness comes from your black eyes
Storm’s roar from your wrath
Well done! Nice one!
To God, the best creator, who raised You.

Where can I finish speaking about you?
Isn’t even God surprised of you?
Well done! Nice one!
To God, the best creator, who created You.

pic by Farshchian