50. The Queen Returns to the Sky

Before the world remembers its name,
she rises —
not with noise,
but with color.

Amber spills across the sea,
soft gold touches the sleeping roofs,
and the air holds its breath
to welcome her.

She does not hurry.
She simply appears —
a pulse of light
returning to its throne.

Some call it sunrise.
But I know —
it is the soul of the world
opening its eyes again.

“Sometimes the world rises with you — if only you are quiet enough to notice.”

🌤 Morning Ritual — “Returning to Light”

✨ Take a slow breath.

Sit by the window. Feel the gentle warmth of the morning light on your skin.

Hold your cup of tea or coffee and whisper softly:
“Today, I rise with the light.”

Breathe in again — let the light enter your chest.
Breathe out — release what you no longer need.

☀️ Now open your eyes. The world rises with you.