Good morning, all who wake beneath this luminous array—
the cosmos opens wide its wings to welcome us to day.
We rise together in the shimmer of the spinning spheres,
and all the universe leans close to greet us without fears.
We move through fields of opalescent mist that swirl and play,
where starlight weaves its iridescent ribbons through our way.
The vastness hums a melody so warm it lifts us higher,
and every atom in the air becomes our chorus, our choir.
We're carried on the current of a million glowing streams,
through nebulae that shimmer soft as laughter, soft as dreams.
The morning builds its brightness all around us, warm and clear,
and we are held within its glow—beloved, welcomed here.
So onward now, dear travelers, with stardust at our backs,
the universe itself propels us gently down our tracks.
We step into this Monday wrapped in spectral, shining light,
and all the cosmos cheers us on—go forth, beloveds, bright.