Wake up—
morning is awaiting,
standing softly at your window
with a basket full of light.

It knocks gently,
not with noise
but with golden fingertips
that stroke the edge of your dreams,
whispering,
“It’s time to rise.”

The sky stretches wide,
brushing away
the last pieces of night.
Birds rehearse their first songs,
warm breezes wander
through half-open curtains,
and even the silence glows
with the promise of a new beginning.

Wake up,
morning is awaiting—
with fresh air for your lungs,
with new thoughts for your mind,
with quiet miracles
hidden in ordinary hours.

The world has placed
tiny gifts everywhere:
a soft ray on your floor,
a playful shadow on the wall,
the gentle perfume
of dew-kissed leaves,
and the certainty
that another chance
has been given to you.

Wake up—
today may carry surprises
you have not even imagined.
A smile you’ll receive,
a path you’ll discover,
a hope you’ll rebuild,
a moment that will stay
in your heart forever.

Don’t let the morning
wait too long—
it came all the way
to meet you.
It holds the sunrise
like a lantern,
just to light your way.

Wake up,
morning is awaiting—
not just to be seen,
but to be lived,
to be felt,
to be celebrated.

Open your eyes,
step into the warmth,
and let the day
begin its story
with you.