Good morning to the waking spheres we share,
as starlight weaves its welcome through the air—
we rise as one into this radiant day,
where cosmic currents guide us on our way.
The morning hums with truth we cannot see,
yet feel it shimmer through our reverie—
we move as mirrors of the boundless skies,
where every word we speak in kindness flies.
Our agreements glow like constellations bright,
each promise made becomes a thread of light—
we cast no shadows in the stories spun,
but lift each other toward the rising run.
The nebulas applaud our gentle grace,
as luminescence fills this glowing space—
we gather momentum, prismatic and free,
propelled by what we choose our world to be.
So off we go into this radiant flow,
with stardust trailing everywhere we go—
the cosmos cheers us forward, vast and wide,
as we step luminous into the tide.