Good morning, radiant ones — we rise again,
as starlight pools where night has gently been.
The cosmos hums its welcome, soft and clear,
and we are held within this morning here.
We move through veils of opalescent air,
where luminous threads are woven everywhere.
Each moment shimmers, opens, invites us through—
the universe is always turning new.
We feel the flow of what has always known,
the quiet pulse that calls us gently home.
Through prismatic waves we drift and glide,
the cosmos beaming brightly at our side.
We are the question and the soft reply,
the space between the earth and open sky.
With every step, the universe unfolds—
our presence here is all the grace it holds.
So off we go, beloved ones, today—
the cosmos smiling as we make our way.
We carry nothing but this morning's glow,
and everywhere we wander, wonders flow.