Good morning, luminous ones — we rise
as stardust gathers softly in the skies,
the cosmos hums its iridescent song
and welcomes us where we have all belonged.
We glide through veils of opalescent light,
where nebulae spin gentle and bright,
each moment swells with tender, shimmering grace
as galaxies lean close to our embrace.
The universe unfolds its pearlish glow,
and through its luminescent rivers flow
we drift on wavelengths prismatic and clear,
our spirits lifted, buoyant, ever near.
So off we go, beloved ones, and blessed—
the cosmos cheers us forward, eastward, west,
with every step we shimmer, soft and free,
as radiant as we were meant to be.