The World Under Heaven - Prologue
It is as they had said
That something cannot come from nothing,
That a light seeds from fire,
Like how I'm here because, you.
It is a paradox of reality,
A counter-statement of a million chances,
It is how our imagination dances,
With all the denary , universe holds.
You may live a living pastel,
Interacting with the strings of predictability,
But your heart will never stop,
As I will make it beat.
Do not fear my beautiful flower,
As before you wilt, you'll bloom.
And before you discover, you'll understand.
And before we meet, we'll hug.