Good morning, luminous ones — we rise
as stardust wakes beneath the skies,
the cosmos hums its welcoming song
and gathers us where we belong.
We drift through ribbons iridescent, bright,
where everything dissolves to purest light,
and all the universe comes near
to whisper warmly: we are here.
Now wavelengths shimmer, swirl, and play
as constellations guide our way,
each glowing thread spins soft and clear
and wraps us close as we appear.
The galaxies unfold their grace
and lift us gently into space,
where every spark becomes a friend
and lightness carries without end.
So off we go, prismatic, free—
the whole wide cosmos smiles with glee,
propelling us with glowing cheer
into this bright and boundless sphere.