Good morning, luminous ones, the cosmos calls
as starlight spills through iridescent halls—
we rise together where the heavens hum,
delighted that this radiant day has come.
We move through streams of opalescent glow,
where constellations whisper what we know—
that we belong to all this shimmering space,
cradled softly in the universe's grace.
The stillness sparkles, warm and crystal-clear,
as if the stars themselves are drawing near—
we float on currents made of liquid light,
each moment growing warmer, ever bright.
Now forward, friends, the cosmos cheers us on,
as we illuminate this perfect dawn—
the universe delights in all we are,
and sends us gleaming onward, each a star.