Monday July Morning

HAPPY MONDAY ON THIS JULY MORNING

"Monday July Morning"
By: Aiden D. Kirchner

Monday July morning dawns with a gentle grace,
A canvas of the sky, where dreams interlace.
The world awakens from slumber deep,
Whispers of promise, secrets to keep.

The sun ascends, its golden rays unfold,
Caressing earth's cheeks, turning night to gold.
Birds sing their symphony, nature's sweet song,
Inviting our hearts to dance along.

A chorus of colors paints the landscape,
Dancing in harmony, with no escape.
Flowers bloom, stretching towards the light,
Their fragrant perfume, a sheer delight.

In this moment, time stands still,
A tranquil surrender, a blissful thrill.
Monday July morning, a brand-new start,
A chance to mend, to heal the heart.

With each breath, we inhale hope and grace,
Embracing this day, a sacred space.
Let worries fade, let joy ignite,
As we embrace the gift of this July morning's light.

Monday, Rise and Grind
​By: Aiden D. Kirchner

In the realm of days, upon the week's throne,
Monday emerges, steadfast and alone.
With a weary world awoken from repose,
A symphony of hustle and ambition flows.

Rise and grind, dear souls, with fiery might,
For Monday beckons, a chance to ignite.
From the gentle dawn's embrace, be set free,
To sculpt your destiny, as bold as the sea.

Upon this canvas of moments yet unfurled,
Where dreams intertwine and passions unfurl,
Monday whispers secrets, hidden and rare,
For those with the courage to seek and dare.

The sun's golden hues unveil the new day,
Illuminating the path, guiding our way.
For within each hour, a page to be turned,
Rise and grind, your desires earned.

Let not weariness dampen your fire's glow,
For perseverance is how great spirits grow.
Embrace the challenge, taste the grind's embrace,
In triumph, find solace, and in labor, grace.

Monday, a mirror to reflect what's within,
A chance to unveil the strength you hold within.
For in the rise and grind, a song is sung,
A dance of possibility, where dreams are strung.

So let us seize this day, with hearts unafraid,
With every stride, let our spirits be displayed.
For Monday, rise and grind, a hymn we sing,
To the power of our will and the joy it brings.

Mondays are the start of the work week which offer new beginnings 52 times a year!
- David Dwek

NOTE TO SELF:

You can't control how other people receive your energy.
Anything you do or say gets filtered through the lens of whatever personal shit they are going through at the moment, which is not about you.
Just keep doing your thing with as much intensity and love as possible.

Rise and Grind and Hustle Hard

In the dawning light where dreams arise,
Where the world awakens with amber skies,
There lies a call, a relentless urge,
To rise and grind, and hustle hard emerge.

From slumber's grasp, we break free,
With purpose clear, our hearts decree,
In every breath, a fire ignites,
A hunger burns, fierce and bright.

With weary eyes and tired bones,
We lace our shoes, no time to moan,
For in the chase, we find our might,
Each step forward, a step towards the light.

A dance with time, a delicate feat,
Where sweat and toil shall never retreat,
In every stride, resilience takes hold,
As whispers of success, our spirits enfold.

Through thick and thin, through sun and rain,
We navigate the path, embracing pain,
For greatness knows no easy stroll,
But rewards await the determined soul.

In sleepless nights and endless days,
We push beyond the ordinary ways,
For Rise and Grind, our anthem strong,
A battle cry, where we belong.

So rise, my friend, with purpose anew,
Embrace the challenge, and let it fuel you,
For in the grind, we find our worth,
And in the hustle hard, our dreams give birth.

​It's Monday, Hustle Hard
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By: Aiden D. Kirchner

In the dawning light of Monday's arrival,
A new week unfolds, a chance to thrive.
With weary eyes and a purpose unyielding,
We step upon this path where dreams come alive.

It's Monday, my friend, let us not despair,
For within these hours, lies a world anew.
Cast away the shadows of lethargy's snare,
Embrace the promise, let inspiration brew.

Hustle hard, oh seeker of greatness,
For opportunities are borne from sweat and tears.
Ignite that fire within, unleash your grit,
And watch as dreams transcend the earthbound fears.

Let the rhythm of ambition guide your pace,
As dreams and reality entwine,
Each step a testament to steadfast will,
A testament to the power of the human mind.

In this Monday's chorus, let passion arise,
With every move, let purpose unfold.
For it is in the pursuit of our heart's desires,
That our stories, our legacies, are forever told.

So, rise and face this Monday's call,
With strength and valor, may your spirit sail.
The journey is long, but the rewards are vast,
If you hustle hard, your dreams shall prevail.

New Week, new beginnings, it's Monday

​By: Aiden D. Kirchner

In the realm where dreams reside,
A Monday morning sun does rise,
Portals unlocked, a threshold crossed,
A new week begins, my soul embossed.

With dawn's gentle touch, the world awakes,
A symphony of hope, a chance to partake,
Unveiling vistas, uncharted and vast,
In this Monday's embrace, our fate is cast.

Embrace this day, let fervor ignite,
Breathe in crisp air, let burdens take flight.
For Mondays, my friend, hold endless allure,
They grant us rebirth, they gift us pure.

Gone is the weight of yesteryears,
New paths await, dispelling all fears.
Fresh canvas unfurls, awaiting each brushstroke,
A tapestry of moments, ready to evoke.

Carve your intentions, set sail on desire,
Ignite the embers of dreams to inspire.
Monday's embrace, a beacon of light,
Leading the way through shadows and night.

Immerse in the rhythm of newfound zest,
Embrace challenges boldly, put doubts to rest.
For in this vibrant tapestry, woven so grand,
You'll find the magic of a Monday, firsthand.

So let the dawn of this new week unfold,
With hope as your armor, and passion untold.
Embrace the Monday's gift, take it to heart,
A chance to embark, a brand-new start.

It's Monday, Coffee in Hand, Ready to Tackle This Week

​By: Aiden D. Kirchner

A new dawn breaks, a Monday morn appears,
With coffee in hand, we banish drowsy fears,
A week awaits, with challenges untold,
Yet armed with resolve, we step through the threshold.

In swirls of steam, a scent of promise lingers,
As we sip from cups, brewed by life's kind fingers,
Awakening senses, igniting our fire,
To conquer the hurdles that our paths may require.

The bitter elixir fuels our weary souls,
Infusing us with strength to reach our goals,
With caffeine's kiss, we find a driven stride,
Ready to conquer, to rise, to fiercely ride.

The days may bring storms, darkness and strife,
Yet our spirit stands tall, ready for life,
For every Monday's whisper holds a truth profound,
That the strength within us is immeasurably profound.

So, let us relish this beginning anew,
With coffee as our ally, our spirits imbued,
For as Monday dawns and we embrace its call,
We take a step closer to conquer it all.

Monday Morning, Have a Great Week

​By: Aiden D. Kirchner

Oh, Monday morning, golden dawn, arise,
The week unfolds, with new beginnings in eyes,
Awakening hearts, with hopes held high,
Embrace the challenges, reach for the sky.

Let go of the slumber, the dreams of the night,
Bathed in the radiance of the morning light,
A canvas, blank, awaiting your bold stroke,
Create your masterpiece, let your spirit evoke.

Monday morning, the world breathes anew,
A symphony of whispers, secrets not few,
The rustle of papers, the click of the keys,
Voices intertwining, like a dance in the breeze.

Embrace the gifts, this week will bestow,
With open arms, let your passion flow,
Unleash your talents, let brilliance ignite,
Kindness and courage, your guiding light.

Have a great week, for greatness lies within,
A journey awaits, where victories begin,
Let your smile inspire, let kindness unfurl,
Bring joy to others, as your spirit unfurls.

On Monday mornings, the world's a stage,
Each day a chance to write a new page,
So face the challenges, embrace the peak,
For greatness awaits, as you seek.

May your heart be filled, with laughter and glee,
As you navigate the week, with sweet harmony,
Seize the moments, as they come on by,
In this Monday morning, let your spirit fly high.

Have a great week, dear souls so brave,
In triumph and trials, let your spirits engrave,
The memories, sweet, that forever shall keep,
As Monday morning's symphony, awakens the deep.