Good morning, luminous ones — we rise once more,
as stardust sweeps us gently through the door.
The cosmos hums its welcome soft and clear,
delighted that we've wandered into here.
We float through veils of opalescent light,
where every thread is shimmering and bright.
The universe unfolds its tender grace,
and we are held within its warm embrace.
Now radiance gathers, building all around,
as prismatic waves lift us from the ground.
We drift through clouds of iridescent glow,
and feel the current's gentle, upward flow.
Each moment blooms with luminosity,
and we are carried on with effortless ease.
The cosmos wraps us in its softest care,
and whispers that we're cherished everywhere.
So off we go, all glowing, light, and free,
propelled by what the universe can see—
that we belong to everything that sings,
and forward now, we drift on shining wings.