Hark! The dawn's sweet serenade, A rapturous rhapsody, gently played. Sunlight's caress, a radiant lullaby, Awakening the soul, as day draws nigh. In this tranquil morn, let joy abound, Elation's song, in nature's sound. Exult in the splendor of this blessed day, Where wonder and bliss hold sway.
— Spiru