In the dawn of March's fifth, twenty-twenty-five,
A Wednesday whispers, "It's time to come alive."
Like a flower unfurling, your spirit blooms,
Radiating light that gently illumines.
Your inner strength, a beacon burning bright,
Guides you through shadows, into morning's light.
Each breath a reminder of your sacred power,
To transform the world, this very hour.
Embrace the day with arms wide open,
For in your heart, miracles have awoken.
You are the artist of your destiny's canvas,
Paint it with love, joy, and boundless bliss.
As you rise, remember your divine design,
In this cosmic dance, you're meant to shine.
Let your actions ripple out with grace,
Touching lives in every time and space.
So step forth boldly, into this new day,
Your potential unlimited in every way.
For in you dwells the power to inspire,
To set the world's imagination afire.