Good morning, radiant beings — we rise
as starlight spills across awakening skies,
the cosmos hums with opalescent gleam,
and pulls us gently into morning's stream.
We drift through silver currents, bright and clear,
as constellations whisper what we hear —
each luminous thread that weaves through all we are
connects us to the shimmer of each star.
The universe unfolds its tender glow,
and carries us through rivers as we flow,
we're spun from light that dances, soft and free,
through iridescent waves of all we see.
Now forward, bright ones — let the morning sing,
we're wrapped in all the warmth this day will bring,
the cosmos cheers us onward, bright and true,
as Saturday unfolds its light through you.