A war of great stars in the sky
Which will outshine it all?
A fall of little drops from the sky,
Which will make a mighty ocean?
Lo and behold, slowly he comes
with a sound of joy and humming of birds
As a legend of a hidden crystal world
A Lion of a great secret jungle
A satellite of a talent kingdom
A cup suffixing to a world
And a ship capsuled in a champ.
The Golden footprints of him seen by few
But yet to be showcased to many.
Although his life gives the hint but
His Glory never to be predicted by any,
Except by the Golden hands who formed his golden soul.