Good morning to we who are waking with stars,
The cosmos leans close from its luminous spars—
Each shimmer a greeting, each glow a hello,
We rise into spirals that iridescently flow.
The galaxies hum with a warmth made for us,
Their ribbons unfurling without any fuss—
We glide through the prisms of opalescent light,
The universe nodding, "Yes, this is just right."
Now brighter we move through the crystalline streams,
The ether is generous, spilling with beams—
Each moment a sparkle that gathers and grows,
We're carried on currents where gentleness flows.
The constellations are cheering us on,
Their luminous laughter escorts us to dawn—
We step into Thursday with radiance near,
The cosmos our companion, delighted we're here.