Good morning, all who wake beneath this prismatic sky,
We rise together where the starlight learns to fly—
The cosmos hums its welcome in opalescent streams,
And we are held within the shimmer of its dreams.
We move through iridescent waves that ripple, soft and clear,
Each moment blooming luminous, each whisper drawing near—
The universe unfolds its wings and lifts us as we go,
Through crystalline expanses where the constellations flow.
We glide on currents woven bright from nebulae and song,
The morning gathers all of us and carries us along—
Each step we take ignites a trail of shimmering delight,
As if the galaxies themselves are cheering for our flight.
So off we go into the day, propelled by stellar grace,
With cosmic wonder trailing us through every radiant space—
The universe believes in us, its warmth beneath our wings,
And we are infinite together in the joy this Friday brings.