Ecclesiastes/ Ozymandias Poem

Just finished Solomon's Ecclesiastes. Reminded me of a poem : Ozymandias

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.


I thought this was kinda neat. In Ecclesiastes we know Solomon says "Meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless."
Everything we build will be gone someday, even the mightiest. I love how this book ends though:
12:13 Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man.

I'd love it if someone wants to read Ecclesiastes and just bounce around some ideas, and/or input.
God Bless.