Monday’s breath awakens the silent sky,
A canvas of dreams with colors anew.
The sun whispers through the gentle sigh,
A promise of hopes both tender and true.

The world stirs beneath the morning light,
Each step a rhythm, each moment a song.
In the embrace of time, we take flight,
Seeking where our restless hearts belong.

Through the bustling streets, a dance unfolds,
A symphony of voices, laughter, and grace.
In the tapestry of life, stories retold,
As Monday’s dawn sets a hopeful pace.

Let courage be our compass, guiding bright,
With Monday’s promise of dreams to chase.
In the gentle glow of the fading night,
We find our strength, our destined place.