Good morning to we who arrive in this hour,
the cosmos itself leans close like a flower—
all beings are gathered in luminous grace,
as radiance opens to welcome our place.
We move through the shimmer of opalescent streams,
where starlight and dawn weave iridescent dreams—
the universe hums with a warmth that we share,
and carries us forward through spectral-lit air.
Now brighter the glow that surrounds us and flows,
through nebulae swirling where our gladness grows—
each moment expands in cascading delight,
as we ride through the morning on waves of pure light.
The cosmos propels us with jubilant speed,
through crystalline pathways where our spirits lead—
we're lifted, we're soaring, we're moving as one,
our day now beginning, already begun.
So off now we go with the stars at our back,
the universe cheering along our bright track—
we're carried, we're glowing, we're perfectly free,
good morning, good morning to all that we be!