Oh, morning riser; driver of the dawn!
Let your laughter fill the air you breathe,
Let it spill out from the depths of your chest, from the very pit of your very soul!
All the others may stare and wonder;
“What will they think?”
At least they are doing so!
You are not idle, in mind or body.
You will retreat not from comfort into tiresome day, but rather charge; vanguard to vanquish the monsters of mediocrity.
Step from vessel to kiss the very air that flows so benevolently over your shoulders to fall effortlessly around your chest and upon your gracious frame.
Fist in the air, extended toward the precious sun in the endless sky, to show reverence and appreciation for the warmth that fills the air falling ever still.
Blanket ambition wraps tight as, steps forward now behind, embark and embrace;
This is your day.