Good morning, beloved — the cosmos greets us here,
where light pours out in welcome, crystalline and clear.
We rise into a morning spun from starlit thread,
where every breathing moment glows ahead.
We drift through luminous ribbons, soft and bright,
that spiral us forward in their shimmering flight.
The universe hums around us, warm and near,
inviting us to shimmer in its atmosphere.
We gather now in brilliance, iridescent streams,
where we become the sparkle of our wildest dreams.
The cosmos lifts us higher, effortless and free,
dissolving into wonder, into possibility.
We overflow with effervescence, bright and true,
as prismatic waves of gladness carry us through.
The universe delights in us — can we not feel
how our very presence makes the morning real?
So off we go, beloved, glistening and spun
into a day that celebrates all we've become.
The cosmos cheers us onward with its opalescent glow —
we are the morning's marvel, ready now to flow.