Do, a note that wakes the sleeping dawn,
Re, a golden thread the sun draws on;
Mi, the hush of petals first unclosing,
Fa, the pulse in every river rolling.
So, the breath we trade beneath the skies,
La, the laughter hidden in your eyes;
Ti, the dare that tips us past tomorrow,
Then Do returns, a circle we can follow.
Sing them, wing them, let the day grow lighter—
Love in seven letters makes the world burn brighter.