Every new day is the song to which we are connected. A song more fire than the sun’s flames. A melody sweeter than rose petals of hellos. Maybe it is a song whose echoes we’ve heard before. Or perhaps it is a song whose chorus catches us by surprise, like rain inside the body when we imagined the heart was cloudless. Should this song ever travel out of earshot, it doesn’t mean a new day won’t arrive. Whisper just a simple melody into cupped palms; song enough to share, song enough to shine.