The clouds were snow white
The flowers bloomed with vivid colors
His eyes were bright
His gaze glimmered with shimmer
Blushed rushed to his cheeks, seeing the world
He felt like a bird;
Wings spread across the vast sky of the Earth
He was full of paints of colors on his birth
At night, he stared at the stars
They were his dreams
His ambitions
He always dreamed of reaching them
Oh, world
Oh, life
May you guide his path
May you grow his seeds
May the clock that he always stared at continue to click
The flowers continue to grow
The stars continue to shimmer
The seeds start to sprout
For he was someone with dreams of constellations
Of vividness and gradient hues
He would reach the summit of the highest hills
For he was someone who was dreamed to achieve others' dreams
This poem is the prologue of the whole anthology. It tells the story of the person born to achieve other people's dreams and expectations.