The monkey king

Two brothers walked through dust and silence, Calling one beloved name. Every valley gave no answer, Every sunrise felt the same. Then a stranger came with kindness, Gentle eyes and humble grace. He bowed low before Lord Rama, Joy and wonder on his face. Not a king... Not a warrior... Just a servant, strong and true. But heaven often hides its heroes From the ordinary view. Sometimes hope comes wearing nothing But a faithful heart to give. One true friend can change forever How the broken learn to live. When the road has lost its ending, When the sky has lost its blue... Grace will always send somebody To walk that road with you. Hanuman led them to Sugriva, An exiled king who'd lost it all. Rama made a sacred promise, "I'll stand beside you when you call." Justice came with flying arrows, Fear gave way to brighter days. Sugriva gathered all his armies, Sending them through endless ways. Then they reached the mighty ocean... No one knew what could be done. Every eye turned toward Hanuman... "The journey starts with one." Sometimes the greatest power Sleeps inside a quiet soul... Waiting... For one voice To remind it Who it really is. Sometimes faith becomes a fire... Sometimes courage learns to fly. One devoted heart can carry Hope beyond the widest sky. No chain can hold a servant Who lives for something true. The greatest leap in history Began with "I serve You." One deep breath... One holy Name... One impossible leap... Into destiny.