Open the Golden Gate
Five steps forward, I stand before the golden gate.
A lion carved in stone guards the threshold,
its mane trembling as if alive with breath.
My heart beats like K-pop drums,
ready—
ready to rise onto the stage of the world.
“Chamen.”
A whisper drifts through the air,
half-myth, half-incantation,
a word suspended between movie and memory.
The atmosphere vibrates with gematria,
numbers folding into hidden codes,
reminding me that every gate has its cipher,
and courage is always the key.
Open the Golden Gate.
The passage is not outside but within.
The fifth door unlocks with the lion’s roar,
where heart, art, and destiny
collide like a cinematic climax,
flaring into a scene of light.