Good morning, beloved — the cosmos wakes with us,
Each being drawn into luminous trust,
The galaxies hum as we open our eyes,
All creatures arriving beneath prismatic skies.
We drift through the shimmer of nebula glow,
Where stardust is swirling in currents that flow,
The universe gathers its opalescent grace,
And carries us forward through iridescent space.
Each moment unfolds like a cascade of stars,
The radiance lifting us just as we are,
We're moving together through spirals of bloom,
Where everything glimmers and makes us more room.
The cosmos is singing — can we hear its delight?
It showers us onward in crystalline flight,
So step into Sunday with everything bright,
The universe cheering us into our light.