Smooth as the sea, so are my beginnings
Dreams vast like sky horizons
Shimmering with clear radiance
My Beautiful Beginnings
Blossoming fourth like spring buds
One at a time, opportunities rise
Shining fourth into trails of grace,
A marvelous creation
Far be it from me
That I become proud like a peacock
Overshadowed with colors of arrogance
A stranger to mine roots
Far be it from me!
That I forget the maker of mine dreams.