I smile to myself,
adorned in splendid folds
only I can see,
my new clothes
Arrived without crying,
while angels sang for my birth
the leader without swords,
I, The Water of Earth
Nothing I have,
I really need
wields the Midas touch,
but without greed
Looking my best,
when I\'m unseen
I\'m the ever illusive,
“Unknown King”