Good morning, luminous ones — we rise as one
into the streaming light of what's begun.
The cosmos hums its welcome through the air,
and every atom sings that we are there.
We float through veils of iridescent glow,
where stillness blooms and quiet rivers flow.
The universe unfolds its prismatic wings,
and we are held by all the joy it brings.
Now warmth cascades in opalescent waves,
and everything we are the morning saves.
We shimmer forward, bright and unafraid,
as stardust weaves the path that we have made.
The skies are wide, the way is clear and kind,
and all we need we carry in our mind.
So off we go, propelled by gentle light,
the cosmos cheering as we take our flight.