One of the beauties and splendors of life is that the birds race to wake up in the morning when the light and the ashes of darkness intersect, when the darkness begins to disappear little by little, with the earth and sky covered with gray and silver light, and with the dawning. And the most beautiful thing is to sip a cup of coffee and send kisses of peace, sweet greetings that shake you, morning song Majid, my love, good morning. Good morning to those who are with me and the lamp is playing. Sweet morning. Sweet dawn. Oh sweet morning. There is a morning. The morning rises and wishes shine with it. Every morning comes bringing with it hope. And with every sunrise, our wishes rise. So open the morning window and cross the seas of life with the oars of optimism and willpower, after God’s grace, and when you feel that All the outlets are closed. God’s kindness will reach you. Be with God and do not care. The morning does not change, but every day comes more beautiful. May God perfume your morning with His satisfaction.