In the dawn's tender embrace, a new day unfolds,
June's first whisper, a story yet untold.
Like a river of light, Sunday graces our shore,
two thousand twenty-five
Awaken, dear soul, to the dance of the spheres,
Where stardust and dreams mingle, dispelling fears.
In the garden of now, let your spirit take flight,
As the universe hums with infinite delight.
Each moment a pearl, strung on time's golden thread,
Illuminating paths where angels fear to tread.
In the mirror of mirth, see your radiant face,
A reflection of joy, of beauty, of grace.
Let your love be a flute for the wind to play,
Your gladness, a sweet melody to guide the way.
In the tapestry of life, you're a shimmering hue,
A masterpiece unfolding, forever anew.
So rise with the sun, embrace this gift divine,
For in you, the cosmos and earth intertwine.
In the symphony of being, add your unique voice,
And in this sacred moment, forever rejoice.