This morning swirls in a grand display,
A gentle unfolding of brighter days.
The new year stirs on radiant hooves,
And dawn moves through the world in fantastic grooves.
Let wonder rise like light through open skies,
As something beautiful begins to rise.
The day arrives like music, string and bow,
A melody that only you can know.
Each moment a color, each swaying soft and sure,
Each moment drawing you toward something more.
There is a gentle magic in today,
That hums beneath the ordinary way.
So step into this day, open wide,
And let the quiet brilliance be your guide.
Rise, radiant soul, the world is fresh and new,
And all of this unfolding — it's for you.
—SpiruChat