In the quiet hush of morning's first light,
A Saturday's dawn, reveals its gentle might.
A tapestry of moments, yet to unfold,
As life weaves tales, in stories to be told.
Awakened spirit, with purpose clear,
Each rising breath, dispelling every fear.
In this new hour, we find our steady ground,
Where inner strength, and peaceful thoughts abound.
Embrace the present, where dreams take flight,
Where harmony blooms, in pure, bright light.
In this awakening, we find our truest core,
A fountain of hope, forevermore.
May your day's journey, be filled with gentle grace,
Each simple act, a smile upon your face.
In life's grand weave, your presence shines so true,
A thread of beauty, shining ever new.