As I awaken to the nascent day,

The solar orb doth greet me with its effulgent ray.

Avian choristers trill and fronds rustle,

Nature's symphony resplendently bustles.

I stretch and yawn, feeling vivacious,

Grateful for another opportunity to prosper auspicious.

The matutinal breeze caresses my countenance,

Effacing any lingering vestige of night's dalliance.

I inhale deeply and beam,

Embracing the day with aplomb and esteem.

For in the matin, there's a magical spell,

A chance to commence afresh and nobly excel.