One day, you will be King
Wipe off the tears rolling down your warm cheeks. Don't hide the scars covering your frail body. Shut off the little voice in your head tempting you to seek revenge. Learn to accept and to let go. Learn to listen and to understand. Learn to give unconditionally. For one day, you will be king. And when this day comes, you must be prepared to lead and guide your people.
When this day comes, you will cease to be a person. You will become a symbol of hope for a brighter future. When this day comes, you will face many obstacles.
Painful. Heartbreaking. Unbearable.
But by the time this day comes, you will be a man on whom people learned to rely. You will be a man worthy of trust and admiration, for you will be king. Your heart will waver at times, but it's alright. You will always find your way back to the right path, because you won't be alone. You will find in old enemies the greatest allies, and in friends the greatest support. You will find in your wife a shoulder to cry on, and in your children the hope you need to keep going. And I will be watching you from the skies, always reassuring you through the sunlight, and sharing your pain through the rain.
So stop crying over this dying body of mine, my son. You need to stay strong. For one day, when your journey will come to an end, I will welcome you in the higher world, to tell you how proud I am of you.
Until then, my son, don't lose heart.