Optimism every morning

Each morning breaks with tender light,
A canvas fresh, pure and white,
Where dreams from sleep, now softly stirred,
Await the breath of waking word.

The sky, a blush of golden hue,
Whispers, “Today is born anew.”
With every dawn, a chance to rise,
To greet the sun with open eyes.

The night is gone, its shadows fade,
The day ahead is yet unmade.
In morning’s glow, all things are clear,
A moment’s peace, a world sincere.

So take this gift, this daily grace,
Embrace the light, set your pace.
For every morning holds the key,
To what your spirit longs to be.