I yelled,
I cried,
Even asked why?
Creator,, please I call for you,
His response was, It was not your turn,
Why can't I just give up?
Because I offered you endurance,
don't fret, child,
All your dreams are about to become true.
Happiness is nearby,
My child, are you ready?
Ready?
Child, for what I have been training you for. are you certain I'm ready, father?
The chosen sage was
Delivered on a full moon on April 3rd 1977 at 11:30 at night,
The elders were a witness to
This special delivery,
It was truly inspirational
How the stars lit the midnight sky In praise of the baby born of the stars,
Her eyes had galaxies in them
Her Auntie gave her a powerful name,
"Star, they will admire her
And will shine,
Her destiny has been determined,
She is the next sacred sage
Her people will listen
To the tales of the sage,
She will explain about the ancestors
And what is to become.
The Creator was pleased
With a smile,
He made it clear nobody was to reveal
Her about her destiny
When she turns twelve years of age,
I will need to strengthen her,
She will establish her tests at an early age,
Her Beautiful spirit,
Will have no animosity,
Only empathy,
They will admire her
By how she smiles through trouble, and her devotion for her nations,
Her Aunt will be the only one
To reveal her when the moment arrives,
Star is special
I will grant four special guardians
To defend