Good morning, radiant wanderers, we rise
as starlight spills across unbounded skies—
the cosmos hums its welcome, soft and clear,
delighted that we all have gathered here.
We drift through veils of opalescent mist
where nebulae and newborn planets twist,
our spirits brushed by iridescent streams
that carry us through shimmering, gentle dreams.
The universe unfolds its warmth, we feel
each constellation spinning, bright and real—
we're lifted on the currents, swift and free,
as luminous as all we're meant to be.
So off we go, propelled by cosmic cheer,<>
with stardust trailing everything we hear—
the galaxy itself sends us along,
our Friday humming like a joyful song.