The Monarch

The paint is running down so i cant tell what the picture was.
The leaves fall and still i stand.
The weather has influence on her and she has the power to create worlds.
But the wind has blown these leaves so far off their course.
I know these werent the intentions you had.
The tree branches to those who seek answers.
You fall to your knees and dont forget anything.
These answers you seek are out of reach.
Though the weather is in your favor.
The leaves fall and still i stand.
You are so deserving.