Liven

Liven up the morning mist,
A spark that dances on the panes—
Turn quiet rooms to laughter’s twist,
Where sunshine drips in golden stains.

Liven the streets with choir‑soft hymns,
Footsteps that skip on cobblestones,
Let every heart find brighter whims,
And dull routine be overthrown.

Liven the night with whispered tales,
Stars that wink like friendly eyes,
In every breath, a pulse prevails—
The world awakes, and so do we.