The Morning Wraps You

The morning sighs in softest hue—
the sky has saved its gold for you.
A hush of light, so gently spun,
to crown your face with newborn sun.

When water greets your waking skin,
look deeper—see the glow within.
That beauty, quiet, kind, and real,
no mirror shows, but hearts can feel.

Let wonder thread through all you do,
like petals falling through the blue.
Go, scatter grace along your way—
you are the bloom of this new day.